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 Fiji and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Babytalk,
The Cramps,
Silicon Teens,
kango's stein massive,
Soulsonic Force,
Minny Pops,
The Kinks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Connie Case,
Pole,
Danielle Patucci,
Index,
Dennis Brown,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobby Byrd,
the Germs,
Colin Newman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kenny Larkin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Von Mondo,
The Fire Engines,
Pierre Henry,
Ten City,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bluetip,
Adolescents,
The Cowsills,
Visage,
Outsiders,
The Leaves,
World's Most,
Audionom,
The Invisible,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ice-T,
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Soft Cell,
Bronski Beat,
The Associates,
Minor Threat,
Urselle,
Derrick May,
Jerry's Kids,
Essential Logic,
Panda Bear,
The Divine Comedy,
Y Pants,
Maleditus Sound,
Derrick Morgan,
Harmonia,
The Buckinghams,
The Fuzztones,
AZ,
Tim Buckley,
Cymande,
Moby Grape,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.