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 India and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Crispy Ambulance,
Erykah Badu,
Kenny Larkin,
Pulsallama,
Eric Dolphy,
The Dead C,
The Doobie Brothers,
Smog,
Shoche,
Bobby Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Foxx,
Lindisfarne,
L. Decosne,
Lebanon Hanover,
Skriet,
Adolescents,
The Five Americans,
The Velvet Underground,
Rufus Thomas,
Subhumans,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Durutti Column,
Crash Course in Science,
ABC,
Idris Muhammad,
Davy DMX,
The Fall,
Vladislav Delay,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Searchers,
The Stooges,
Ituana,
Eric B and Rakim,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Martian,
The Seeds,
Das Ding,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Young Marble Giants,
The Skatalites,
Archie Shepp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
This Heat,
Nirvana,
The Motions,
Man Eating Sloth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minutemen,
Nation of Ulysses,
Chrome,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Human League,
Ronnie Foster,
Bush Tetras,
Don Cherry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mantronix,
OOIOO,
The Black Dice,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.