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 Egypt and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Smoke to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Chris & Cosey,
Country Teasers,
Brand Nubian,
Rekid,
Sexual Harrassment,
Q65,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kool Moe Dee,
ABC,
Barrington Levy,
Radio Birdman,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Moleskins,
Amon Düül II,
Barbara Tucker,
The Pretty Things,
The Beau Brummels,
Pere Ubu,
Cecil Taylor,
Moss Icon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Das Ding,
Pantytec,
the Association,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wolf Eyes,
Juan Atkins,
Todd Rundgren,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Youth Brigade,
Albert Ayler,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Skarface,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fortunes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Animal Collective,
The Velvet Underground,
John Foxx,
Prince Buster,
Kevin Saunderson,
Basic Channel,
Stetsasonic,
The Smiths,
Loose Ends,
Flash Fearless,
CMW,
LL Cool J,
Godley & Creme,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Byrd,
Ituana,
Alison Limerick,
Camouflage,
Graham Central Station,
Metal Thangz,
The Divine Comedy,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.