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 Lebanon and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Man Eating Sloth to the funk 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Chrome,
Shoche,
Theoretical Girls,
Fluxion,
DJ Style,
Swans,
Depeche Mode,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
AZ,
Gong,
the Sonics,
Boogie Down Productions,
Black Bananas,
Magma,
Dave Gahan,
Scientists,
Vainqueur,
Bob Dylan,
Marine Girls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alison Limerick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jawbox,
Rekid,
Connie Case,
Alice Coltrane,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Grass Roots,
Yellowson,
Faust,
Swell Maps,
David Axelrod,
Thee Headcoats,
KRS-One,
David McCallum,
Mars,
The J.B.'s,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang Green,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Reagan Youth,
The Residents,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sonic Youth,
The Doors,
Prince Buster,
Surgeon,
Sam Rivers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marc Almond,
The Detroit Cobras,
Hashim,
the Soft Cell,
Carl Craig,
Sällskapet,
Crime,
Ultra Naté,
The Black Dice,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.