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 Namibia and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Bluetip to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Metal Thangz,
Cheater Slicks,
Half Japanese,
Slave,
Thompson Twins,
Bobby Sherman,
10cc,
Sex Pistols,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rosa Yemen,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Camouflage,
Cal Tjader,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Amon Düül,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Erykah Badu,
The Fuzztones,
Audionom,
Theoretical Girls,
Althea and Donna,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Bananas,
The Skatalites,
Arthur Verocai,
Qualms,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Nick Fraelich,
The Fugs,
Flash Fearless,
John Foxx,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Can,
the Soft Cell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sexual Harrassment,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roger Hodgson,
Sight & Sound,
Shoche,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skaos,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mad Mike,
E-Dancer,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cybotron,
Isaac Hayes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aloha Tigers,
Lalann,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Divine Comedy,
Donny Hathaway,
Marc Almond,
Unrelated Segments,
Erasure,
The Dead C,
Marmalade,
PIL,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.