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 Mauritius and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Idris Muhammad to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
One Last Wish,
John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Music Machine,
The Divine Comedy,
The Buckinghams,
Yellowson,
Joensuu 1685,
Josef K,
Nas,
Lucky Dragons,
Supertramp,
The Durutti Column,
Marvin Gaye,
Crash Course in Science,
Joe Smooth,
Urselle,
Lower 48,
Intrusion,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Vainqueur,
Ronan,
Cheater Slicks,
Von Mondo,
Amazonics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Normal,
Peter and Kerry,
Grandmaster Flash,
Shuggie Otis,
Oneida,
Rites of Spring,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Royal Trux,
Chris & Cosey,
Al Stewart,
World's Most,
Ponytail,
China Crisis,
DJ Style,
Tomorrow,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Blossom Toes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Human League,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
Blancmange,
Harpers Bizarre,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marmalade,
Smog,
Todd Terry,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tres Demented,
Bob Dylan,
Aloha Tigers,
Massinfluence,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.