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 Turkey and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Young Marble Giants,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Cramps,
Grey Daturas,
Minny Pops,
Franke,
Mantronix,
The Gories,
Brothers Johnson,
Mr. Review,
Oneida,
The Blackbyrds,
Country Teasers,
The Doors,
The Music Machine,
Drexciya,
Negative Approach,
Vainqueur,
Bobby Womack,
Fatback Band,
Janne Schatter,
Flash Fearless,
Dawn Penn,
Danielle Patucci,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ponytail,
Maleditus Sound,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Busters,
Skarface,
Funkadelic,
Theoretical Girls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Erasure,
U.S. Maple,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lindisfarne,
The Raincoats,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Slits,
Alison Limerick,
Kas Product,
Man Parrish,
Amazonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rhythm & Sound,
Los Fastidios,
LL Cool J,
Neu!,
Matthew Bourne,
The Last Poets,
Piero Umiliani,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.