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 Iraq and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rhythm & Sound to the disco 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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Bobby Womack,
Visage,
Pantytec,
Henry Cow,
The Doors,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Qualms,
Scratch Acid,
The Mummies,
MDC,
Toni Rubio,
Sound Behaviour,
Funkadelic,
Gang Green,
Arab on Radar,
The Dirtbombs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Los Fastidios,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sonics,
Royal Trux,
Sällskapet,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tubeway Army,
The Fuzztones,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lalo Schifrin,
Negative Approach,
Nas,
Kaleidoscope,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kool Moe Dee,
ABC,
Flamin' Groovies,
Magazine,
The Grass Roots,
The Gladiators,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Brick,
The Skatalites,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Yusef Lateef,
The Star Department,
Rotary Connection,
Soulsonic Force,
Inner City,
Pharoah Sanders,
Davy DMX,
Ludus,
Matthew Bourne,
Aswad,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.