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 Korea South and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Fat Boys to the dance 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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Youth Brigade,
Steve Hackett,
The Cowsills,
Warren Ellis,
Camberwell Now,
Curtis Mayfield,
Electric Prunes,
The Fall,
Archie Shepp,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hardrive,
Accadde A,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wolf Eyes,
MDC,
Kayak,
Slick Rick,
The Gories,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Velvet Underground,
Todd Rundgren,
Depeche Mode,
Schoolly D,
This Heat,
Parry Music,
Aswad,
Flash Fearless,
DNA,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Sound,
Ultra Naté,
The Last Poets,
The Beau Brummels,
Juan Atkins,
Skaos,
Cymande,
Ludus,
Royal Trux,
Piero Umiliani,
Los Fastidios,
Procol Harum,
Can,
Little Man,
Barrington Levy,
The Saints,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eddi Front,
Second Layer,
Radio Birdman,
Mission of Burma,
Sex Pistols,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Isaac Hayes,
Sound Behaviour,
Peter and Kerry,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.