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 United Kingdom and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Leaves 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Standells,
Terrestrial Tones,
June Days,
Das Ding,
Guru Guru,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joensuu 1685,
Stetsasonic,
The Evens,
Hoover,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gories,
Dual Sessions,
Arcadia,
Sex Pistols,
The Grass Roots,
Kerri Chandler,
Yusef Lateef,
Blancmange,
Radiohead,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cramps,
Brothers Johnson,
Jandek,
Excepter,
John Lydon,
Delon & Dalcan,
D'Angelo,
Reagan Youth,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Max Romeo,
The Doors,
Zero Boys,
Rapeman,
Vladislav Delay,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mark Hollis,
Symarip,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Agitation Free,
Sun Ra,
Second Layer,
AZ,
DNA,
Funky Four + One,
cv313,
Sound Behaviour,
Agent Orange,
Khruangbin,
R.M.O.,
Suburban Knight,
Porter Ricks,
The United States of America,
Duran Duran,
The Invisible,
Glenn Branca,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Von Mondo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.