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 Cuba and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rotary Connection to the punk 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
The Grass Roots,
Curtis Mayfield,
Black Sheep,
Andrew Hill,
Janne Schatter,
Jacques Brel,
Swans,
Tubeway Army,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Alphaville,
K-Klass,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Vainqueur,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Swans,
Dead Boys,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Monks,
Tom Boy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rites of Spring,
Unrelated Segments,
Todd Terry,
The Count Five,
Jimmy McGriff,
D'Angelo,
The Zeros,
Trumans Water,
Ken Boothe,
Wings,
The Star Department,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Skatalites,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Neil Young,
The Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Skarface,
Average White Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Siglo XX,
Wally Richardson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ituana,
Bang On A Can,
Jandek,
Monks,
The Pretty Things,
Kas Product,
The Young Rascals,
Panda Bear,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Donny Hathaway,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.