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 Netherlands and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the techno 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Quadrant,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Monks,
Marvin Gaye,
Marmalade,
Livin' Joy,
The Gories,
Peter and Kerry,
The Flesh Eaters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dead Boys,
The Names,
Hasil Adkins,
The Cramps,
Skarface,
Zapp,
The Invisible,
Kurtis Blow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sound Behaviour,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tomorrow,
The J.B.'s,
Laurel Aitken,
Jacques Brel,
Organ,
Johnny Osbourne,
H. Thieme,
Rhythm & Sound,
Silicon Teens,
Masters at Work,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scan 7,
Maleditus Sound,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stetsasonic,
Visage,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Count Five,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Byrd,
The Gun Club,
10cc,
Crispy Ambulance,
Faraquet,
Black Bananas,
The Gap Band,
Fatback Band,
John Holt,
Letta Mbulu,
Simply Red,
Eli Mardock,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Slackers,
Easy Going,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.