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 Denmark and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Soul Sonic Force to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Remains,
Rhythm & Sound,
Popol Vuh,
The Five Americans,
Half Japanese,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Neon Judgement,
Brass Construction,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
In Retrospect,
Jeff Mills,
Peter & Gordon,
Audionom,
The Martian,
Altered Images,
Quantec,
Black Bananas,
Donny Hathaway,
Swans,
Kurtis Blow,
Pylon,
Ultra Naté,
The Modern Lovers,
Carl Craig,
Mad Mike,
The Kinks,
Magazine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Delta 5,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gang Green,
Bob Dylan,
Grauzone,
Lower 48,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pussy Galore,
World's Most,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Standells,
Silicon Teens,
Stockholm Monsters,
Theoretical Girls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Los Fastidios,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Cure,
Josef K,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Intrusion,
Qualms,
Black Flag,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Byrd,
The Star Department,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Henry Cow,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.