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 Brazil and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 Jakarta and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Gong,
Kevin Saunderson,
Au Pairs,
Leonard Cohen,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Gladiators,
Matthew Halsall,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scratch Acid,
Guru Guru,
Rosa Yemen,
Pussy Galore,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Happenings,
June of 44,
Agent Orange,
Black Flag,
Trumans Water,
Nas,
Harpers Bizarre,
Unwound,
Roxy Music,
China Crisis,
Lower 48,
Metal Thangz,
Yellowson,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare,
Cecil Taylor,
DJ Style,
Mantronix,
R.M.O.,
Archie Shepp,
Funkadelic,
Hasil Adkins,
The Slits,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Carl Craig,
Terry Callier,
Toni Rubio,
Inner City,
The Alarm Clocks,
Erasure,
Das Ding,
The Cramps,
Judy Mowatt,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Graham Central Station,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Laurel Aitken,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dawn Penn,
Infiniti,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Names,
Animal Collective,
Pantaleimon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.