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 Germany and from Manchester.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Camouflage to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nils Olav,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Au Pairs,
Sonic Youth,
Schoolly D,
Danielle Patucci,
The Stooges,
X-101,
Groovy Waters,
The Walker Brothers,
Bobby Womack,
Cecil Taylor,
Soft Machine,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobby Sherman,
Gang Starr,
Banda Bassotti,
The Raincoats,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Boogie Down Productions,
Clear Light,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mars,
The Sonics,
The Leaves,
Quadrant,
The Associates,
Sixth Finger,
Pagans,
Yusef Lateef,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Colin Newman,
The Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
Roy Ayers,
Popol Vuh,
Flipper,
A Certain Ratio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
In Retrospect,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Swans,
Anakelly,
Quando Quango,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Loose Ends,
Scratch Acid,
Aural Exciters,
Throbbing Gristle,
Brass Construction,
Nico,
Goldenarms,
Swell Maps,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Coltrane,
Rod Modell,
Marc Almond,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
MC5,
Bluetip,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.