Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Cameroon and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Animal Collective to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Ponytail,
Mark Hollis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Residents,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mo-Dettes,
Rotary Connection,
Peter and Kerry,
Roxette,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crispy Ambulance,
FM Einheit,
Dennis Brown,
the Sonics,
Liliput,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wally Richardson,
Radiohead,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tres Demented,
The Buckinghams,
Kayak,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roxy Music,
Barrington Levy,
Gabor Szabo,
The Tremeloes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Section 25,
ABC,
The Motions,
The Selecter,
Lungfish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Warsaw,
Stiv Bators,
MDC,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Joy Division,
Ultravox,
The Grass Roots,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Gun Club,
Model 500,
Public Image Ltd.,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Gap Band,
Can,
Absolute Body Control,
Jacques Brel,
Pantytec,
Gil Scott Heron,
A Certain Ratio,
10cc,
The Cure,
Goldenarms,
The Dirtbombs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tom Boy,
Agitation Free,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.