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 Pakistan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pretty Things to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet 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 organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Amon Düül,
Black Bananas,
Ultravox,
Nation of Ulysses,
Man Parrish,
June of 44,
The Selecter,
Roy Ayers,
Second Layer,
Marmalade,
Black Flag,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cymande,
Scrapy,
Terry Callier,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Quando Quango,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Slackers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Vogues,
The United States of America,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Main Source,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Halsall,
Sister Nancy,
Moebius,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Stetsasonic,
Maleditus Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Slick Rick,
Brand Nubian,
X-101,
Circle Jerks,
Silicon Teens,
Wolf Eyes,
Dennis Brown,
The Shadows of Knight,
Slave,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rites of Spring,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gang Green,
Panda Bear,
LL Cool J,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sixth Finger,
Moss Icon,
Blake Baxter,
Lower 48,
Wings,
the Sonics,
Sex Pistols,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
David Axelrod,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.