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 Thailand and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes 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 Bill Near to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Mandrill,
June Days,
The Fuzztones,
Sonny Sharrock,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Dirtbombs,
Unrelated Segments,
Pantytec,
Excepter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharoah Sanders,
D'Angelo,
Scrapy,
Ice-T,
CMW,
Sam Rivers,
Radiohead,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Harmonia,
Funky Four + One,
Television,
Organ,
Minor Threat,
Schoolly D,
Carl Craig,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Mummies,
New York Dolls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Grey Daturas,
Arcadia,
Mary Jane Girls,
The J.B.'s,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tres Demented,
The Buckinghams,
Rufus Thomas,
Trumans Water,
Alton Ellis,
Lindisfarne,
Fugazi,
Dorothy Ashby,
Smog,
The Blackbyrds,
Skaos,
The Real Kids,
Gregory Isaacs,
Magma,
MDC,
Unwound,
Marine Girls,
Ralphi Rosario,
ABC,
Lalo Schifrin,
Franke,
Albert Ayler,
Blossom Toes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Young Rascals,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.