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 Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro 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 Fad Gadget to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
The Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kurtis Blow,
The Pretty Things,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aloha Tigers,
Pussy Galore,
Jerry's Kids,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Iggy Pop,
The Evens,
Rekid,
Junior Murvin,
Niagra,
Sun City Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
The Golliwogs,
Warren Ellis,
The Move,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Pop Group,
Quando Quango,
Bobby Womack,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fela Kuti,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Derrick Morgan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Gories,
Underground Resistance,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Minutemen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Slave,
Ice-T,
Susan Cadogan,
Tommy Roe,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soul II Soul,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mr. Review,
Ultra Naté,
Sexual Harrassment,
These Immortal Souls,
Alphaville,
Rapeman,
Parry Music,
Moby Grape,
Archie Shepp,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scott Walker,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jandek,
The Detroit Cobras,
Radiopuhelimet,
Minor Threat,
Minny Pops,
The Busters,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.