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 Serbia and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Matthew Bourne to the grime 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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Nico,
DJ Style,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Beau Brummels,
Icehouse,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Shadows of Knight,
MC5,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Slits,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Names,
Arab on Radar,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Suburban Knight,
The Evens,
cv313,
Donald Byrd,
Gil Scott Heron,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Amon Düül II,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Raincoats,
Bauhaus,
EPMD,
The Flesh Eaters,
Arcadia,
The Cure,
The Busters,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lakeside,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Skarface,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Half Japanese,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camouflage,
Erykah Badu,
L. Decosne,
Thee Headcoats,
The Pretty Things,
The Associates,
The Trojans,
The United States of America,
Wire,
Gang Green,
Mo-Dettes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cymande,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Danielle Patucci,
Rakim,
Gichy Dan,
F. McDonald,
Angry Samoans,
Jeru the Damaja,
R.M.O.,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.