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 Antigua and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar 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 Danielle Patucci to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Quando Quango,
Bootsy Collins,
Kerrie Biddell,
Franke,
Deepchord,
Television,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tears for Fears,
Theoretical Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
The Remains,
Dave Gahan,
The Searchers,
Ronan,
Soulsonic Force,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tim Buckley,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Seeds,
The Alarm Clocks,
Smog,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Unrelated Segments,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Iggy Pop,
Carl Craig,
Bang On A Can,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Khruangbin,
Black Sheep,
Nico,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
In Retrospect,
Mr. Review,
Maleditus Sound,
Barrington Levy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bronski Beat,
Motorama,
The Mojo Men,
K-Klass,
Funky Four + One,
The Slits,
Drexciya,
Radio Birdman,
Roxette,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fluxion,
The Fire Engines,
Danielle Patucci,
Lightning Bolt,
Deakin,
The Slackers,
Aswad,
T.S.O.L.,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.