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 Guyana and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 Ponytail to the grime 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fire Engines,
MDC,
Trumans Water,
Slick Rick,
The Velvet Underground,
Scientists,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marc Almond,
The Dead C,
Nation of Ulysses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
AZ,
Ralphi Rosario,
Franke,
X-101,
Black Bananas,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Aaron Thompson,
Joensuu 1685,
Blancmange,
The Saints,
Minnie Riperton,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Boogie Down Productions,
Maleditus Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Unrelated Segments,
Janne Schatter,
Jacob Miller,
Little Man,
Lou Christie,
Dawn Penn,
Hardrive,
Quadrant,
Reagan Youth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Faust,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Angry Samoans,
Gang of Four,
Lakeside,
Erykah Badu,
Camouflage,
Duran Duran,
The Doors,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ornette Coleman,
Inner City,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bob Dylan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Roy Ayers,
Scratch Acid,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
KRS-One,
Tubeway Army,
Rufus Thomas,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.