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 East Timor and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 OOIOO to the funk 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
World's Most,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
D'Angelo,
Flash Fearless,
AZ,
Guru Guru,
The Velvet Underground,
The Cosmic Jokers,
H. Thieme,
Sarah Menescal,
The Monks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Alice Coltrane,
FM Einheit,
Gastr Del Sol,
Thee Headcoats,
the Bar-Kays,
Fatback Band,
Juan Atkins,
The Gap Band,
Skriet,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bad Manners,
Pierre Henry,
Sex Pistols,
One Last Wish,
The Golliwogs,
Joyce Sims,
Sight & Sound,
Spandau Ballet,
Visage,
Roxette,
Scientists,
Symarip,
The New Christs,
New Order,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Misunderstood,
Blancmange,
Television Personalities,
Colin Newman,
Shuggie Otis,
Infiniti,
John Foxx,
Sun City Girls,
Delta 5,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dennis Brown,
Anthony Braxton,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Organ,
Scrapy,
Dead Boys,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Erasure,
David McCallum,
A Certain Ratio,
Japan,
Peter and Kerry,
Goldenarms,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.