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 Uganda and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Alice Coltrane to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Accadde A,
Sun Ra,
Bootsy Collins,
Neil Young,
Leonard Cohen,
Harry Pussy,
DNA,
The Toasters,
The Gun Club,
Oblivians,
Q and Not U,
the Swans,
Hoover,
The Barracudas,
The Monochrome Set,
Guru Guru,
Pere Ubu,
E-Dancer,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kayak,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fugazi,
June Days,
Magma,
Suicide,
the Slits,
Half Japanese,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Albert Ayler,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jacques Brel,
Yazoo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Soft Cell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Moleskins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Star Department,
Kerri Chandler,
Pantytec,
Blake Baxter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Glenn Branca,
The Gladiators,
Susan Cadogan,
Toni Rubio,
Zero Boys,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Qualms,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Little Man,
Sparks,
Lee Hazlewood,
The New Christs,
Bauhaus,
Lyres,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bang On A Can,
Rites of Spring,
Hot Snakes,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.