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 Morocco and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sun Ra to the techno 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Moby Grape,
Country Teasers,
Eric Dolphy,
Nick Fraelich,
Nils Olav,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sun City Girls,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Second Layer,
Lou Christie,
Bluetip,
Kayak,
The Remains,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nas,
Black Flag,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Shoche,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Move,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harmonia,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fugs,
Jeff Lynne,
CMW,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Mummies,
Half Japanese,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nico,
Erasure,
Royal Trux,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Angels of Light,
Heaven 17,
Arthur Verocai,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Massinfluence,
New Age Steppers,
Pantaleimon,
Eden Ahbez,
The Electric Prunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Association,
Von Mondo,
Easy Going,
Depeche Mode,
Quadrant,
Severed Heads,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tres Demented,
Brand Nubian,
T.S.O.L.,
Unwound,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.