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 Ethiopia and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Dave Clark Five to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Matthew Halsall,
Hashim,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wasted Youth,
The Searchers,
Idris Muhammad,
Young Marble Giants,
Amon Düül,
Metal Thangz,
Masters at Work,
Joyce Sims,
The Smiths,
Sixth Finger,
Monolake,
Skaos,
Donald Byrd,
Pussy Galore,
Howard Jones,
Kas Product,
La Düsseldorf,
The Knickerbockers,
Boz Scaggs,
The Evens,
Fatback Band,
Kaleidoscope,
The Red Krayola,
Heaven 17,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Slick Rick,
Barbara Tucker,
Sparks,
Ronnie Foster,
Yaz,
U.S. Maple,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerrie Biddell,
Glenn Branca,
Bluetip,
Reuben Wilson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pharoah Sanders,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Con Funk Shun,
Brass Construction,
Joy Division,
Ludus,
The Fortunes,
Deepchord,
Cecil Taylor,
The Remains,
Pulsallama,
Prince Buster,
Yellowson,
Peter and Kerry,
Los Fastidios,
Althea and Donna,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.