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 Taiwan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Winnipeg.
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 organ 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 Desert Stars to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Moebius,
Lucky Dragons,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eric Dolphy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Susan Cadogan,
Qualms,
Black Sheep,
Ken Boothe,
Bizarre Inc.,
Amon Düül II,
Soft Machine,
Surgeon,
Deepchord,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Todd Rundgren,
Chris & Cosey,
The Fall,
Glenn Branca,
U.S. Maple,
Magma,
Liliput,
Sight & Sound,
Jacob Miller,
Hoover,
Rod Modell,
Scion,
Stetsasonic,
E-Dancer,
Black Pus,
Subhumans,
New Order,
Outsiders,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Monochrome Set,
The J.B.'s,
Byron Stingily,
The Blues Magoos,
Skriet,
Scan 7,
Rites of Spring,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sixth Finger,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Association,
The Slackers,
Pantytec,
Sällskapet,
Kaleidoscope,
Make Up,
John Coltrane,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nick Fraelich,
Jeru the Damaja,
Unrelated Segments,
The Buckinghams,
Pharoah Sanders,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Erykah Badu,
Charles Mingus,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.