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 Tajikistan and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the grime 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Minny Pops,
Urselle,
ABBA,
Sixth Finger,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Shadows of Knight,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kenny Larkin,
John Foxx,
Joensuu 1685,
EPMD,
Howard Jones,
Chris Corsano,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bauhaus,
Sight & Sound,
Stereo Dub,
Fatback Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Alison Limerick,
New York Dolls,
Adolescents,
Sam Rivers,
Grey Daturas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ponytail,
Circle Jerks,
The Cowsills,
Television Personalities,
Visage,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joey Negro,
PIL,
Tears for Fears,
Lou Christie,
Model 500,
Faraquet,
Junior Murvin,
Ronnie Foster,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Leonard Cohen,
John Cale,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
KRS-One,
Aloha Tigers,
John Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Henry Cow,
New Order,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tropical Tobacco,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Smiths,
Excepter,
AZ,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.