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 Togo and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gichy Dan to the disco 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 Count Five. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
the Swans,
Camberwell Now,
Danielle Patucci,
Television,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Talk Talk,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Maurizio,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kerri Chandler,
Vainqueur,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Television Personalities,
Funky Four + One,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eden Ahbez,
Todd Terry,
the Normal,
The Happenings,
Circle Jerks,
The Velvet Underground,
Mantronix,
H. Thieme,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marshall Jefferson,
Flash Fearless,
Eve St. Jones,
Accadde A,
Monks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lindisfarne,
Ronan,
PIL,
Marmalade,
Peter and Kerry,
Nik Kershaw,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
10cc,
Brick,
The Pretty Things,
the Fania All-Stars,
Freddie Wadling,
Cecil Taylor,
Clear Light,
Supertramp,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Divine Comedy,
Alice Coltrane,
Rakim,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Mummies,
Terry Callier,
Excepter,
Chris Corsano,
The Gap Band,
Ituana,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Zapp,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.