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 Grenada and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Matthew Halsall to the disco 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Barbara Tucker,
Gabor Szabo,
The Buckinghams,
Albert Ayler,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pantytec,
Dawn Penn,
The Techniques,
Roxy Music,
Bootsy Collins,
E-Dancer,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Chris & Cosey,
The Searchers,
The Trojans,
The Leaves,
Camberwell Now,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marmalade,
Visage,
The Red Krayola,
Brand Nubian,
Eurythmics,
Alison Limerick,
Darondo,
Dark Day,
Pantaleimon,
Archie Shepp,
Sarah Menescal,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Colin Newman,
Malaria!,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skarface,
Lalann,
Warren Ellis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mantronix,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Country Teasers,
Zero Boys,
Todd Rundgren,
Easy Going,
Jandek,
Marvin Gaye,
Newcleus,
Peter and Kerry,
The Alarm Clocks,
Quando Quango,
Mad Mike,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roy Ayers,
Echospace,
Lightning Bolt,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rakim,
Yellowson,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.