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 Netherlands and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Hardrive to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Zeros,
The Dave Clark Five,
Accadde A,
Pharoah Sanders,
Flash Fearless,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
New York Dolls,
Ornette Coleman,
The Names,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cal Tjader,
Section 25,
The Sound,
Spoonie Gee,
Hashim,
Joe Smooth,
John Lydon,
Yaz,
Kerrie Biddell,
F. McDonald,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DJ Sneak,
Rapeman,
Graham Central Station,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
David McCallum,
Delta 5,
Alton Ellis,
Average White Band,
Fatback Band,
Ronnie Foster,
The Five Americans,
Faraquet,
MDC,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Matthew Bourne,
John Coltrane,
Unrelated Segments,
The Misunderstood,
MC5,
the Association,
Marine Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jesper Dahlback,
Smog,
Hot Snakes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Mars,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Human League,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scrapy,
UT,
Morten Harket,
Amon Düül,
Deakin,
The Index,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.