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 Namibia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Angry Samoans,
Masters at Work,
Flipper,
Andrew Hill,
The Doors,
Cluster,
Gong,
Roger Hodgson,
John Foxx,
Chris & Cosey,
Kerrie Biddell,
Yaz,
Thee Headcoats,
Au Pairs,
Marcia Griffiths,
New Age Steppers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lucky Dragons,
Slave,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Durutti Column,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
World's Most,
Erykah Badu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cramps,
Al Stewart,
Jeff Lynne,
Big Daddy Kane,
Yusef Lateef,
8 Eyed Spy,
DJ Sneak,
Amon Düül,
Scan 7,
Chrome,
Donny Hathaway,
Con Funk Shun,
Isaac Hayes,
Panda Bear,
Byron Stingily,
Fluxion,
The Knickerbockers,
Harmonia,
FM Einheit,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
David Bowie,
Ponytail,
Roxy Music,
The Mummies,
Arcadia,
Alton Ellis,
DJ Style,
Vladislav Delay,
New Order,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dave Gahan,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.