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 Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Carl Craig to the electroclash 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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Eric Dolphy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Altered Images,
Gang Starr,
Infiniti,
Mission of Burma,
Graham Central Station,
Saccharine Trust,
Grey Daturas,
Tomorrow,
Metal Thangz,
DJ Sneak,
Arthur Verocai,
New York Dolls,
The Mummies,
The Index,
Lightning Bolt,
Lebanon Hanover,
Porter Ricks,
The Slackers,
Pierre Henry,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Residents,
Radiohead,
Sandy B,
The Gories,
Lou Reed,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Neil Young,
the Germs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Radio Birdman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
10cc,
Subhumans,
Chrome,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Stereo Dub,
Janne Schatter,
Peter & Gordon,
The Count Five,
Sun City Girls,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dual Sessions,
Pussy Galore,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Matthew Halsall,
John Coltrane,
Motorama,
The Dirtbombs,
Funky Four + One,
Boredoms,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fugs,
Wally Richardson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Drive Like Jehu,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.