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 Comoros and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Von Mondo to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suicide,
Mary Jane Girls,
Carl Craig,
Echospace,
Chris & Cosey,
Fear,
John Holt,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Surgeon,
Sugar Minott,
Basic Channel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
World's Most,
Theoretical Girls,
Max Romeo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Marine Girls,
Aloha Tigers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dual Sessions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Association,
Swell Maps,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobby Sherman,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Human League,
The Skatalites,
Easy Going,
The Pop Group,
Bauhaus,
Gang of Four,
Technova,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Sonics,
Au Pairs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Desert Stars,
The Gories,
Slick Rick,
X-101,
Janne Schatter,
Tim Buckley,
Ronnie Foster,
Jacques Brel,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joe Smooth,
Second Layer,
The Gap Band,
Essential Logic,
The Evens,
Pussy Galore,
Moss Icon,
A Certain Ratio,
Main Source,
Maurizio,
Freddie Wadling,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ronan,
Delta 5,
Ludus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.