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 Korea North and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 cv313 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana 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 techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Q65,
Roger Hodgson,
Patti Smith,
Marvin Gaye,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gong,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bootsy Collins,
Von Mondo,
Todd Rundgren,
Ohio Players,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Shoche,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Johnny Clarke,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lakeside,
Slave,
Ossler,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Panda Bear,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Yusef Lateef,
The Litter,
Terry Callier,
Barrington Levy,
The Blues Magoos,
Darondo,
Intrusion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Smoke,
Blake Baxter,
Idris Muhammad,
The J.B.'s,
Alison Limerick,
The Selecter,
Cybotron,
Funkadelic,
Organ,
Colin Newman,
Bobby Sherman,
Oneida,
Qualms,
Radio Birdman,
These Immortal Souls,
Mark Hollis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Severed Heads,
Cheater Slicks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dennis Brown,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deepchord,
Zero Boys,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.