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 Panama and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Sister Nancy to the disco 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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Desert Stars,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Associates,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yaz,
Panda Bear,
Alphaville,
Soul II Soul,
The Black Dice,
James White and The Blacks,
Grey Daturas,
Ralphi Rosario,
Aloha Tigers,
Trumans Water,
Carl Craig,
Metal Thangz,
Lindisfarne,
The Wake,
Organ,
Fluxion,
Lee Hazlewood,
This Heat,
Black Flag,
Pet Shop Boys,
A Flock of Seagulls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Wolf Eyes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Motions,
Los Fastidios,
Eddi Front,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rufus Thomas,
The Mummies,
Suicide,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Kinks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Throbbing Gristle,
Flipper,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gil Scott Heron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Sheep,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
Bronski Beat,
Oblivians,
The Skatalites,
Sonny Sharrock,
Television,
Sugar Minott,
The Standells,
Eric Dolphy,
Funkadelic,
One Last Wish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.