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 Italy and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare 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 The Happenings 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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
The Fuzztones,
Gabor Szabo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Juan Atkins,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fortunes,
AZ,
Gang Starr,
Visage,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tears for Fears,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
F. McDonald,
Cheater Slicks,
Popol Vuh,
Monks,
Gichy Dan,
Peter & Gordon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
E-Dancer,
Yellowson,
The Saints,
In Retrospect,
Schoolly D,
Yusef Lateef,
Metal Thangz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Glenn Branca,
Adolescents,
Easy Going,
Accadde A,
Harpers Bizarre,
Albert Ayler,
Excepter,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Stooges,
Pantytec,
Gastr Del Sol,
Smog,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lungfish,
Magma,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ronan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Au Pairs,
Panda Bear,
Marine Girls,
UT,
Chris Corsano,
Sound Behaviour,
Slave,
Laurel Aitken,
Ken Boothe,
La Düsseldorf,
Main Source,
Freddie Wadling,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.