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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Model 500 to the funk 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Reagan Youth,
Faust,
Flash Fearless,
Avey Tare,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flamin' Groovies,
Metal Thangz,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bill Wells,
The Fall,
June of 44,
The Sonics,
Public Enemy,
Guru Guru,
ABBA,
Ituana,
Todd Terry,
Unrelated Segments,
Roxy Music,
Trumans Water,
Fugazi,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Remains,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Prince Buster,
Oneida,
Sister Nancy,
F. McDonald,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Maleditus Sound,
Khruangbin,
Sight & Sound,
Hashim,
Josef K,
Lindisfarne,
Eli Mardock,
kango's stein massive,
Ultimate Spinach,
Motorama,
Nils Olav,
Moss Icon,
Symarip,
Radiohead,
Royal Trux,
Public Image Ltd.,
Moebius,
Bobby Sherman,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scion,
K-Klass,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lightning Bolt,
Severed Heads,
David Bowie,
Gabor Szabo,
Aloha Tigers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eden Ahbez,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.