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 Tunisia and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb 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 Crispian St. Peters to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dennis Brown,
Donald Byrd,
Country Teasers,
Yaz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Move,
World's Most,
Amazonics,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Black Dice,
Ronan,
Ice-T,
Babytalk,
R.M.O.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mad Mike,
Derrick May,
Eddi Front,
Brick,
Pole,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Crispy Ambulance,
Junior Murvin,
The Tremeloes,
The Angels of Light,
Kenny Larkin,
Godley & Creme,
This Heat,
Lindisfarne,
Jimmy McGriff,
John Foxx,
Grauzone,
Pierre Henry,
Gil Scott Heron,
Delta 5,
Quantec,
New Order,
La Düsseldorf,
Minnie Riperton,
Black Sheep,
Shoche,
E-Dancer,
Frankie Knuckles,
Arab on Radar,
Gang of Four,
Fluxion,
Ludus,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sun Ra,
Goldenarms,
The Blues Magoos,
Youth Brigade,
Index,
Negative Approach,
Arthur Verocai,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Mojo Men,
Magma,
Sonny Sharrock,
Peter & Gordon,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.