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 Belgium and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Ice-T to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Groovy Waters,
E-Dancer,
Shuggie Otis,
Mo-Dettes,
Jacob Miller,
Altered Images,
Junior Murvin,
Kerri Chandler,
The Fortunes,
Urselle,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Aswad,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scientists,
Cal Tjader,
Leonard Cohen,
Buzzcocks,
Lower 48,
Kurtis Blow,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yusef Lateef,
Gong,
Soul II Soul,
Intrusion,
Rapeman,
Amon Düül,
KRS-One,
Max Romeo,
Skaos,
Lyres,
The Residents,
Juan Atkins,
Minutemen,
Piero Umiliani,
Section 25,
H. Thieme,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Deadbeat,
The Pop Group,
Isaac Hayes,
Zero Boys,
New Age Steppers,
Cecil Taylor,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Technova,
The Victims,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fear,
Sugar Minott,
Minor Threat,
Vladislav Delay,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joensuu 1685,
A Certain Ratio,
The Monochrome Set,
Derrick Morgan,
The Pretty Things,
Peter & Gordon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Unwound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.