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 Peru and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 organ 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 Godley & Creme to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Patti Smith,
The Standells,
Anthony Braxton,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alice Coltrane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cybotron,
Fluxion,
Intrusion,
Unrelated Segments,
Amon Düül II,
Circle Jerks,
A Certain Ratio,
Camberwell Now,
Electric Prunes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Germs,
Con Funk Shun,
Cecil Taylor,
Blancmange,
Lalo Schifrin,
Delon & Dalcan,
Babytalk,
Peter and Kerry,
Tommy Roe,
Rakim,
Kevin Saunderson,
Aaron Thompson,
Trumans Water,
The Associates,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Erykah Badu,
Rotary Connection,
Vladislav Delay,
Ultravox,
Black Sheep,
World's Most,
Wolf Eyes,
Yellowson,
The Misunderstood,
Japan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Iggy Pop,
Dawn Penn,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kaleidoscope,
Section 25,
Adolescents,
the Swans,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Raincoats,
Fear,
Slave,
Moss Icon,
Supertramp,
Rufus Thomas,
Flipper,
Y Pants,
Au Pairs,
Bobby Sherman,
Grauzone,
Pantaleimon,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.