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 Morocco and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare 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 Smog to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Michelle Simonal,
Sun City Girls,
Mission of Burma,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pantaleimon,
Todd Rundgren,
Livin' Joy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
New Order,
Kerri Chandler,
Mantronix,
The Leaves,
Rapeman,
Average White Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dawn Penn,
Warsaw,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Names,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brothers Johnson,
Rotary Connection,
World's Most,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bluetip,
Anthony Braxton,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Techniques,
Swans,
The United States of America,
Jeff Lynne,
Cluster,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Funkadelic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Delta 5,
the Fania All-Stars,
FM Einheit,
Country Teasers,
Joe Smooth,
The Martian,
Eli Mardock,
Funky Four + One,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lebanon Hanover,
Echospace,
Chris & Cosey,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rod Modell,
AZ,
The Gories,
Saccharine Trust,
Spoonie Gee,
Pantytec,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.