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 Maldives and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the rock 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Ralphi Rosario,
Liliput,
Soulsonic Force,
Marshall Jefferson,
Qualms,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Newcleus,
The Evens,
Dark Day,
Amon Düül,
Wire,
Whodini,
Black Pus,
Agitation Free,
Black Moon,
Das Ding,
Oblivians,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Adolescents,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Thompson Twins,
Archie Shepp,
Girls At Our Best!,
Harry Pussy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Barclay James Harvest,
Alice Coltrane,
Jandek,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Warren Ellis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Shuggie Otis,
Banda Bassotti,
Harpers Bizarre,
X-Ray Spex,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Techniques,
Mad Mike,
Grauzone,
Rhythm & Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
Davy DMX,
Danielle Patucci,
Charles Mingus,
One Last Wish,
Scientists,
Al Stewart,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lou Christie,
Cameo,
Mars,
Silicon Teens,
The Blues Magoos,
Make Up,
David Axelrod,
Animal Collective,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Country Teasers,
Dave Gahan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sound Behaviour,
These Immortal Souls,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.