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 Belarus and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Fall to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Charles Mingus,
Wolf Eyes,
Eden Ahbez,
Hot Snakes,
Deepchord,
Rites of Spring,
Altered Images,
FM Einheit,
Donald Byrd,
David McCallum,
Metal Thangz,
These Immortal Souls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bobby Byrd,
Dennis Brown,
Minor Threat,
Absolute Body Control,
The New Christs,
Quando Quango,
Stetsasonic,
Kerri Chandler,
Delta 5,
Deakin,
Eric Dolphy,
In Retrospect,
Vainqueur,
Chris Corsano,
Dave Gahan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Barrington Levy,
the Soft Cell,
kango's stein massive,
The Walker Brothers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Oblivians,
Rotary Connection,
Amon Düül II,
the Germs,
The Monochrome Set,
Scion,
Japan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Khruangbin,
Ponytail,
DJ Style,
Pylon,
Suburban Knight,
Stereo Dub,
Matthew Halsall,
Rhythm & Sound,
Organ,
The Flesh Eaters,
Q65,
the Bar-Kays,
The Human League,
Make Up,
Chris & Cosey,
Shoche,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alton Ellis,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.