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 Estonia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Shoche,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Negative Approach,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
8 Eyed Spy,
Outsiders,
Faust,
Von Mondo,
The Young Rascals,
Dual Sessions,
Altered Images,
The Golliwogs,
Carl Craig,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Busters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fad Gadget,
Josef K,
Cheater Slicks,
The Last Poets,
Absolute Body Control,
Ponytail,
Sällskapet,
Minutemen,
Simply Red,
Sound Behaviour,
John Foxx,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Qualms,
Eurythmics,
Niagra,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jandek,
Severed Heads,
Goldenarms,
Frankie Knuckles,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ronnie Foster,
Monks,
Young Marble Giants,
Flash Fearless,
Piero Umiliani,
Infiniti,
The Cramps,
Terrestrial Tones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ten City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minor Threat,
Avey Tare,
Gang Green,
John Holt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Can,
ABBA,
R.M.O.,
Camberwell Now,
Boogie Down Productions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.