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 Botswana and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Donny Hathaway to the disco 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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
The Grass Roots,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Divine Comedy,
Reagan Youth,
The Kinks,
Surgeon,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Monochrome Set,
Youth Brigade,
Gang Starr,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Skatalites,
Kenny Larkin,
Los Fastidios,
Urselle,
Minnie Riperton,
L. Decosne,
David McCallum,
The Associates,
The Golliwogs,
Massinfluence,
U.S. Maple,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Traffic Nightmare,
Television Personalities,
Carl Craig,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roxy Music,
The Invisible,
Heaven 17,
Marine Girls,
World's Most,
Blancmange,
Mantronix,
cv313,
Leonard Cohen,
Derrick Morgan,
Das Ding,
Eric B and Rakim,
Visage,
Metal Thangz,
Nick Fraelich,
Robert Görl,
Chrome,
Colin Newman,
Buzzcocks,
Rosa Yemen,
Section 25,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bill Near,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lebanon Hanover,
Brass Construction,
Lucky Dragons,
Fatback Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scion,
Matthew Bourne,
Interpol,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.