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 Norway and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Michael McDonald 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Agent Orange,
Das Ding,
Harpers Bizarre,
Animal Collective,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Zero Boys,
Bush Tetras,
The Music Machine,
Magma,
Malaria!,
John Coltrane,
Charles Mingus,
The Standells,
Moebius,
Outsiders,
The Residents,
The Zeros,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brand Nubian,
Nils Olav,
The Blackbyrds,
The Index,
Rites of Spring,
Roxette,
Yazoo,
Harry Pussy,
Mandrill,
The Busters,
Whodini,
LL Cool J,
Symarip,
Morten Harket,
Deadbeat,
Andrew Hill,
Saccharine Trust,
The Gladiators,
Eden Ahbez,
Sandy B,
Grauzone,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soulsonic Force,
Johnny Clarke,
Massinfluence,
Siglo XX,
Loose Ends,
Alphaville,
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Sherman,
Inner City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Young Rascals,
Tim Buckley,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
kango's stein massive,
Supertramp,
Ken Boothe,
Flipper,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.