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 Georgia and from New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Cowsills to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Main Source,
Skarface,
Fad Gadget,
Pole,
DJ Sneak,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soulsonic Force,
The Moody Blues,
Gerry Rafferty,
Delon & Dalcan,
Duran Duran,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fat Boys,
Bootsy Collins,
Wasted Youth,
Television Personalities,
Black Bananas,
Beasts of Bourbon,
A Certain Ratio,
Steve Hackett,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Invisible,
Kas Product,
Roger Hodgson,
Anakelly,
Lou Reed,
Mr. Review,
Rosa Yemen,
Wire,
Drexciya,
John Foxx,
Lyres,
Ossler,
Alton Ellis,
Sun Ra,
Gichy Dan,
Jawbox,
Moby Grape,
Unwound,
Nik Kershaw,
Laurel Aitken,
Yusef Lateef,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Cale,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Vainqueur,
Ronnie Foster,
John Holt,
Toni Rubio,
Ultra Naté,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Roxette,
Quantec,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ultravox,
Wally Richardson,
Stiv Bators,
Slick Rick,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ten City,
The Standells,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.