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 Turkmenistan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Alison Limerick 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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?
La Düsseldorf,
Joe Finger,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roger Hodgson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Brass Construction,
Kerrie Biddell,
Chris Corsano,
The American Breed,
David McCallum,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Skatalites,
Terry Callier,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tomorrow,
Al Stewart,
Bad Manners,
X-101,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Subhumans,
Electric Prunes,
B.T. Express,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang Green,
Adolescents,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Fania All-Stars,
Stereo Dub,
Chris & Cosey,
Robert Wyatt,
cv313,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Accadde A,
The Young Rascals,
Cecil Taylor,
The Zeros,
Underground Resistance,
Rufus Thomas,
The Durutti Column,
Colin Newman,
The Buckinghams,
Sixth Finger,
The Sound,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joensuu 1685,
Blake Baxter,
Groovy Waters,
ABC,
Amon Düül II,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Derrick Morgan,
Moebius,
Oblivians,
Matthew Halsall,
U.S. Maple,
Jandek,
Sonic Youth,
The Neon Judgement,
Agent Orange,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kerri Chandler,
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.