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 Nauru and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Lalann to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Freddie Wadling,
Sun City Girls,
The Slackers,
Wings,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Massinfluence,
PIL,
Dead Boys,
Khruangbin,
Rekid,
JFA,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Los Fastidios,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Vladislav Delay,
Joyce Sims,
Lightning Bolt,
Gang of Four,
Flamin' Groovies,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Desert Stars,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sister Nancy,
Suicide,
Smog,
Pet Shop Boys,
Icehouse,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Morten Harket,
Gabor Szabo,
MC5,
Roy Ayers,
The Zeros,
Monks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Saccharine Trust,
The New Christs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Victims,
The Standells,
Pulsallama,
Chrome,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Can,
Max Romeo,
Television,
The Invisible,
Albert Ayler,
Matthew Halsall,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gong,
Eurythmics,
Connie Case,
Derrick May,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.