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 France and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Faraquet to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lyres,
Television Personalities,
Second Layer,
ABC,
Echospace,
Porter Ricks,
Sound Behaviour,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Moss Icon,
Bob Dylan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crooked Eye,
Grandmaster Flash,
LL Cool J,
The Moody Blues,
Pantytec,
Alice Coltrane,
The Electric Prunes,
Andrew Hill,
Arthur Verocai,
The Monks,
One Last Wish,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pylon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roy Ayers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Harry Pussy,
June of 44,
Magma,
Qualms,
Kerri Chandler,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Neu!,
Dark Day,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Divine Comedy,
Fluxion,
Amon Düül II,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Infiniti,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Green,
Maurizio,
Tommy Roe,
Ohio Players,
Grey Daturas,
R.M.O.,
Aaron Thompson,
World's Most,
Pet Shop Boys,
CMW,
The Real Kids,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.