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 Nicaragua and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 David Bowie 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 Hasil Adkins to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Morten Harket,
Harpers Bizarre,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dennis Brown,
Neil Young,
Kurtis Blow,
Cheater Slicks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crooked Eye,
Rosa Yemen,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ultra Naté,
Alphaville,
T. Rex,
The United States of America,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Cramps,
Swell Maps,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Knickerbockers,
Liliput,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rod Modell,
Stiv Bators,
Sparks,
Albert Ayler,
The Offenders,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Don Cherry,
The Evens,
The Five Americans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nick Fraelich,
Lightning Bolt,
Charles Mingus,
Gastr Del Sol,
Technova,
Shoche,
New Age Steppers,
Minor Threat,
K-Klass,
Schoolly D,
Kaleidoscope,
Gil Scott Heron,
These Immortal Souls,
Massinfluence,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Thee Headcoats,
Agent Orange,
Pere Ubu,
MC5,
Angry Samoans,
Tears for Fears,
D'Angelo,
The Barracudas,
Anthony Braxton,
EPMD,
Circle Jerks,
Derrick Morgan,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.