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 Armenia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Count Five to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Los Fastidios,
Radiohead,
Soulsonic Force,
New Order,
ABBA,
Toni Rubio,
Simply Red,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Neu!,
Audionom,
Michelle Simonal,
The American Breed,
Television,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Gap Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Angels of Light,
The Toasters,
Technova,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Desert Stars,
Aaron Thompson,
Dennis Brown,
Newcleus,
Easy Going,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Niagra,
Magazine,
Mandrill,
Interpol,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rites of Spring,
Eric B and Rakim,
Crispian St. Peters,
Vladislav Delay,
Graham Central Station,
June Days,
Stetsasonic,
Mo-Dettes,
Darondo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Groovy Waters,
Henry Cow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Aloha Tigers,
Yellowson,
Popol Vuh,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Patti Smith,
Ludus,
Fat Boys,
Sixth Finger,
Sight & Sound,
Little Man,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grauzone,
The Birthday Party,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.