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 Bangladesh and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Blackbyrds to the grunge 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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Ronan,
Moby Grape,
Drexciya,
Tommy Roe,
Don Cherry,
Eurythmics,
The Wake,
Los Fastidios,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Ken Boothe,
The Toasters,
Donny Hathaway,
Skriet,
Roxy Music,
Jeff Mills,
Flamin' Groovies,
Brass Construction,
Wings,
Maleditus Sound,
Ten City,
Q and Not U,
Liliput,
Bad Manners,
Man Parrish,
Colin Newman,
Organ,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dual Sessions,
Bobby Sherman,
The Modern Lovers,
AZ,
Graham Central Station,
Stiv Bators,
Scratch Acid,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bizarre Inc.,
DNA,
The Fire Engines,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Hill,
Kurtis Blow,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bronski Beat,
T. Rex,
Reuben Wilson,
cv313,
Soft Machine,
The Skatalites,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Clear Light,
Bobby Womack,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Letta Mbulu,
DJ Sneak,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.