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 Namibia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb 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 Roy Ayers to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Y Pants,
Josef K,
Model 500,
The Sisters of Mercy,
DJ Sneak,
X-Ray Spex,
Juan Atkins,
Swell Maps,
The Electric Prunes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Joensuu 1685,
Pagans,
Wolf Eyes,
Gang Green,
Todd Rundgren,
Index,
Deakin,
The Evens,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Smiths,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mummies,
Maleditus Sound,
Ultra Naté,
Gichy Dan,
Theoretical Girls,
Rufus Thomas,
Minutemen,
Kaleidoscope,
Lucky Dragons,
The Associates,
Eric B and Rakim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aloha Tigers,
Black Pus,
Half Japanese,
Amon Düül,
Tommy Roe,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fuzztones,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Magma,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soft Cell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Talk Talk,
Kas Product,
Todd Terry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erasure,
Hasil Adkins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alice Coltrane,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Christie,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.