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 Kiribati and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 sitar 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 David Bowie to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family 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?
X-102,
Aaron Thompson,
Lucky Dragons,
The Fuzztones,
Little Man,
Amon Düül,
Crooked Eye,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lindisfarne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Blancmange,
Swell Maps,
Rod Modell,
The Mummies,
Unwound,
Chris Corsano,
Essential Logic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fugazi,
Rapeman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Brothers Johnson,
Crime,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Underground Resistance,
Rotary Connection,
Cameo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Erykah Badu,
Aswad,
Television,
the Association,
the Swans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
ABC,
Michelle Simonal,
Rekid,
Alton Ellis,
Scratch Acid,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Young Rascals,
Ossler,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Average White Band,
Godley & Creme,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Altered Images,
The Velvet Underground,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül II,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Popol Vuh,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Letta Mbulu,
Au Pairs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment.
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.