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 San Marino and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Avey Tare to the grime 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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
The Victims,
Severed Heads,
Sun Ra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
James White and The Blacks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Deakin,
The Durutti Column,
The Modern Lovers,
The Busters,
B.T. Express,
Radiopuhelimet,
Shuggie Otis,
Mission of Burma,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Tremeloes,
The Saints,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Brick,
Rekid,
Tim Buckley,
Bush Tetras,
Cheater Slicks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
World's Most,
Fela Kuti,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sällskapet,
Neil Young,
a-ha,
Metal Thangz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wolf Eyes,
Roy Ayers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Porter Ricks,
Boz Scaggs,
Amon Düül,
The Litter,
Yaz,
Black Pus,
Intrusion,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Smiths,
Slave,
John Cale,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Wyatt,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rakim,
Juan Atkins,
Public Enemy,
The Monks,
Q65,
Vainqueur,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Aaron Thompson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.