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 China and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ultimate Spinach to the disco 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Rekid,
The Music Machine,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tomorrow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
The Residents,
Deakin,
Grauzone,
Michelle Simonal,
Maleditus Sound,
The Fire Engines,
Motorama,
Erykah Badu,
Hasil Adkins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Organ,
X-101,
Man Parrish,
The Victims,
The Dead C,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sound Behaviour,
Derrick May,
Minnie Riperton,
Black Flag,
Quantec,
Royal Trux,
The Skatalites,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eurythmics,
Marcia Griffiths,
Alison Limerick,
The Pretty Things,
The Gladiators,
Rites of Spring,
Panda Bear,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
James White and The Blacks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marmalade,
Johnny Clarke,
The Modern Lovers,
Bluetip,
Japan,
DJ Sneak,
Talk Talk,
Marine Girls,
Boredoms,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bobby Womack,
Agitation Free,
Kool Moe Dee,
Unwound,
Rotary Connection,
Andrew Hill,
Smog,
Yusef Lateef,
L. Decosne,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.