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 Laos and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Paris.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Second Layer to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators 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?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Alphaville,
Intrusion,
Black Pus,
Little Man,
Desert Stars,
The Five Americans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
H. Thieme,
Joensuu 1685,
The Human League,
Peter & Gordon,
The Remains,
The Gap Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Toni Rubio,
Con Funk Shun,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yazoo,
The Doors,
The Pop Group,
Rekid,
JFA,
Lou Reed,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Velvet Underground,
the Bar-Kays,
Negative Approach,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rufus Thomas,
Gang of Four,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
OOIOO,
Fela Kuti,
Peter and Kerry,
the Slits,
Eric Dolphy,
L. Decosne,
The Neon Judgement,
Nirvana,
The Invisible,
Gang Green,
Sister Nancy,
Yaz,
DJ Style,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gun Club,
Drexciya,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
One Last Wish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Smog,
Joe Smooth,
Avey Tare,
Radio Birdman,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.