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 Gabon and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 snare 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 Fortunes to the funk 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Nas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Adolescents,
Lindisfarne,
Iggy Pop,
Carl Craig,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fugs,
Maleditus Sound,
Deadbeat,
Sonic Youth,
Zapp,
Buzzcocks,
Kas Product,
Gerry Rafferty,
Don Cherry,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Toasters,
The Mummies,
Scientists,
The Evens,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dual Sessions,
Masters at Work,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Angels of Light,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Khruangbin,
Echospace,
The Blues Magoos,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sun City Girls,
Delta 5,
Spoonie Gee,
Babytalk,
Magazine,
the Bar-Kays,
Rapeman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Smiths,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobby Womack,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Sound,
Wings,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Soulsonic Force,
F. McDonald,
a-ha,
Skriet,
Nico,
Scan 7,
Freddie Wadling,
Ornette Coleman,
Juan Atkins,
John Cale,
Maurizio,
Underground Resistance,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.