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 Norway and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 MDC to the grime 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Jerry's Kids,
Howard Jones,
Spoonie Gee,
Mark Hollis,
Eric Dolphy,
Public Enemy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Janne Schatter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bobby Womack,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mandrill,
Flash Fearless,
Cymande,
Peter and Kerry,
Crime,
Judy Mowatt,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Monochrome Set,
Index,
The Mummies,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mantronix,
Moss Icon,
Echospace,
K-Klass,
This Heat,
Visage,
DJ Sneak,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Laurel Aitken,
Hashim,
Blancmange,
Sällskapet,
Young Marble Giants,
The Dave Clark Five,
Yazoo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Panda Bear,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Barbara Tucker,
The Pop Group,
New York Dolls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
L. Decosne,
The Blackbyrds,
cv313,
Groovy Waters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Soft Cell,
Zero Boys,
The Mojo Men,
Colin Newman,
Monks,
Erasure,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tommy Roe,
Bootsy Collins,
Agitation Free,
a-ha,
World's Most,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.