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 Tuvalu and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rhythm & Sound to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiopuhelimet,
David Axelrod,
Arthur Verocai,
The Black Dice,
The Stooges,
Piero Umiliani,
Isaac Hayes,
Anakelly,
Suburban Knight,
Morten Harket,
Masters at Work,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Star Department,
Talk Talk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiohead,
Electric Light Orchestra,
June of 44,
Marcia Griffiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jandek,
Ludus,
The Raincoats,
Tubeway Army,
Altered Images,
Siglo XX,
Sixth Finger,
Scrapy,
Sandy B,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hoover,
Joyce Sims,
La Düsseldorf,
Fluxion,
Surgeon,
Guru Guru,
The Associates,
Zapp,
The Invisible,
Pagans,
Boz Scaggs,
Rod Modell,
Johnny Osbourne,
A Flock of Seagulls,
DJ Sneak,
Boogie Down Productions,
FM Einheit,
Kas Product,
Maurizio,
Visage,
Lucky Dragons,
Rosa Yemen,
Sonic Youth,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Flesh Eaters,
Cal Tjader,
These Immortal Souls,
Stereo Dub,
Essential Logic,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.