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 Argentina and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the electroclash 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Sight & Sound,
Susan Cadogan,
The Star Department,
CMW,
the Slits,
Skriet,
The Birthday Party,
Moby Grape,
Minutemen,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lou Christie,
cv313,
Jerry's Kids,
H. Thieme,
Deadbeat,
Adolescents,
Fluxion,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dead Boys,
Eric Copeland,
Lindisfarne,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tomorrow,
Panda Bear,
Nirvana,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Laurel Aitken,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scrapy,
The Cure,
Bush Tetras,
Soul II Soul,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fatback Band,
Youth Brigade,
John Cale,
Rapeman,
Wolf Eyes,
Sonic Youth,
Gichy Dan,
Darondo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Soft Machine,
Symarip,
Bobby Byrd,
Sam Rivers,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Red Krayola,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tommy Roe,
Yaz,
Silicon Teens,
Yusef Lateef,
Surgeon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.