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 East Timor and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Delta 5 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Matthew Halsall,
The Seeds,
Maleditus Sound,
The Human League,
The Smiths,
Ultravox,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Supertramp,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ice-T,
Lou Christie,
Tim Buckley,
Rosa Yemen,
Ituana,
Babytalk,
The Fall,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Visage,
Donald Byrd,
Massinfluence,
Franke,
Barbara Tucker,
The Dirtbombs,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nico,
Deadbeat,
Can,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roxy Music,
Guru Guru,
Colin Newman,
the Germs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Public Enemy,
Anakelly,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Happenings,
The Pretty Things,
Deepchord,
La Düsseldorf,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dark Day,
Bill Near,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Symarip,
Smog,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wasted Youth,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Robert Görl,
The New Christs,
Jeff Lynne,
The Associates,
Mission of Burma,
Andrew Hill,
cv313,
Subhumans,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.