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 Afghanistan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 Erykah Badu to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills 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?
Sound Behaviour,
Grauzone,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Technova,
Franke,
Glenn Branca,
Drexciya,
The Mummies,
Panda Bear,
Chris & Cosey,
Kayak,
Godley & Creme,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Section 25,
Motorama,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joyce Sims,
the Normal,
Moebius,
Moby Grape,
Roy Ayers,
Qualms,
The Busters,
Fat Boys,
The Zeros,
Kerri Chandler,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Interpol,
Das Ding,
John Lydon,
The Smiths,
Rekid,
Fela Kuti,
The Gap Band,
Amon Düül II,
Pierre Henry,
Ultravox,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tommy Roe,
Archie Shepp,
The Sonics,
Brick,
the Association,
The Black Dice,
Anthony Braxton,
Faraquet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
R.M.O.,
Lyres,
ABBA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Harmonia,
Tomorrow,
Bizarre Inc.,
Harpers Bizarre,
Inner City,
Theoretical Girls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scott Walker,
The Fall,
Organ,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.