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 Afghanistan and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Black Dice to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Au Pairs,
Susan Cadogan,
Swell Maps,
Connie Case,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Altered Images,
Whodini,
The Fuzztones,
The Tremeloes,
Young Marble Giants,
John Holt,
Technova,
Warren Ellis,
Panda Bear,
Soft Machine,
Surgeon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David McCallum,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Malaria!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reagan Youth,
Eric Dolphy,
R.M.O.,
Faraquet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Max Romeo,
Fat Boys,
Desert Stars,
Lucky Dragons,
Essential Logic,
Schoolly D,
Skaos,
Idris Muhammad,
The Blackbyrds,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Germs,
The Pretty Things,
The Fortunes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Gories,
The Move,
The Black Dice,
Sandy B,
The Real Kids,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Görl,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Letta Mbulu,
Minny Pops,
Harpers Bizarre,
Television Personalities,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.