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 Somalia and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Moby Grape to the dance 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Whodini,
Ronan,
Crooked Eye,
Bob Dylan,
Infiniti,
Ludus,
Idris Muhammad,
The Slits,
Funkadelic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Music Machine,
Ponytail,
Echospace,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mission of Burma,
Erasure,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cowsills,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Yazoo,
The Martian,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Index,
Ten City,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barbara Tucker,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kayak,
Tommy Roe,
Talk Talk,
The Remains,
The Skatalites,
The Wake,
Pulsallama,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Motions,
Desert Stars,
Jimmy McGriff,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Kinks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Yellowson,
Slick Rick,
the Slits,
Scott Walker,
Television Personalities,
Skriet,
Qualms,
Ornette Coleman,
Brand Nubian,
Peter & Gordon,
John Holt,
The Golliwogs,
T.S.O.L.,
Groovy Waters,
Aloha Tigers,
Wolf Eyes,
Quando Quango,
Matthew Halsall,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.