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 Estonia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare 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 the Fania All-Stars to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Model 500,
Pole,
La Düsseldorf,
Animal Collective,
Outsiders,
The Standells,
Saccharine Trust,
Joey Negro,
Adolescents,
D'Angelo,
The Leaves,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Misunderstood,
ABC,
Electric Prunes,
Tres Demented,
Mandrill,
Boz Scaggs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Cowsills,
Crispy Ambulance,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Malaria!,
Pantytec,
Moss Icon,
In Retrospect,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bluetip,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cure,
The Blackbyrds,
New Age Steppers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Young Rascals,
Young Marble Giants,
MC5,
Sandy B,
Barbara Tucker,
Zero Boys,
Bill Near,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fluxion,
Rekid,
Erykah Badu,
Mary Jane Girls,
Los Fastidios,
Funky Four + One,
Negative Approach,
Dead Boys,
Albert Ayler,
Lucky Dragons,
Kaleidoscope,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Bar-Kays,
The Beau Brummels,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.