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 Cuba and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Alarm Clocks to the techno 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Eve St. Jones,
A Certain Ratio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Aswad,
The Count Five,
The Move,
Sparks,
Eli Mardock,
Sandy B,
The Remains,
L. Decosne,
E-Dancer,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Flipper,
Carl Craig,
Nik Kershaw,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pole,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Cale,
Ralphi Rosario,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television,
Joey Negro,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Roxy Music,
The Pretty Things,
Yusef Lateef,
Blossom Toes,
Arcadia,
Pylon,
Los Fastidios,
Hot Snakes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Surgeon,
The Toasters,
Funky Four + One,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
kango's stein massive,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Tremeloes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Flash Fearless,
Glenn Branca,
Arthur Verocai,
The Invisible,
EPMD,
Black Moon,
Darondo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jerry's Kids,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Pop Group,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kas Product,
Tears for Fears,
Bill Wells,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.