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 Spain and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wasted Youth to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Move. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Crispy Ambulance,
Q65,
Ice-T,
Johnny Osbourne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dual Sessions,
Funky Four + One,
Wolf Eyes,
David Axelrod,
Gang of Four,
Lower 48,
The Fugs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Soft Cell,
Toni Rubio,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Amon Düül II,
Matthew Halsall,
F. McDonald,
Laurel Aitken,
Deakin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Trumans Water,
Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
Second Layer,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Barry Ungar,
Yazoo,
Man Parrish,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Mojo Men,
Bob Dylan,
Popol Vuh,
Slave,
Wings,
The New Christs,
Cymande,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Livin' Joy,
La Düsseldorf,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gichy Dan,
Susan Cadogan,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Pus,
Davy DMX,
Bang On A Can,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jawbox,
Section 25,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Los Fastidios,
Scott Walker,
The Saints,
T.S.O.L.,
Oneida,
Goldenarms,
Black Moon,
ABC,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.