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 Ivory Coast and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare 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 Q and Not U to the funk 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Aural Exciters,
Model 500,
Circle Jerks,
The Pretty Things,
Pylon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
June of 44,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eddi Front,
Susan Cadogan,
Slick Rick,
Icehouse,
Silicon Teens,
Robert Wyatt,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rhythm & Sound,
Unwound,
One Last Wish,
The Wake,
Bauhaus,
Morten Harket,
Nico,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
EPMD,
Make Up,
Ludus,
Electric Prunes,
Peter & Gordon,
Barclay James Harvest,
H. Thieme,
DNA,
The Grass Roots,
Ice-T,
Crash Course in Science,
Sixth Finger,
Essential Logic,
Marmalade,
Heaven 17,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Underground Resistance,
Sarah Menescal,
Severed Heads,
Ultimate Spinach,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lebanon Hanover,
Brothers Johnson,
MC5,
Pulsallama,
Black Sheep,
Banda Bassotti,
Roger Hodgson,
The Invisible,
Thompson Twins,
The Monochrome Set,
Ronnie Foster,
Black Pus,
L. Decosne,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.