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 Russia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro 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 Neil Young to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Maurizio,
The Misunderstood,
Amazonics,
Von Mondo,
Metal Thangz,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skaos,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Electric Prunes,
Sugar Minott,
X-102,
New Age Steppers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tubeway Army,
Black Flag,
Carl Craig,
Wire,
Schoolly D,
The Happenings,
The Beau Brummels,
Soul Sonic Force,
Todd Terry,
The Grass Roots,
Country Teasers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Trojans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Johnny Clarke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Aaron Thompson,
The Zeros,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Goldenarms,
Scion,
Clear Light,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Freddie Wadling,
Peter & Gordon,
Sandy B,
Jeru the Damaja,
UT,
Cymande,
Wings,
Vladislav Delay,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Moebius,
Man Parrish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bush Tetras,
Soft Machine,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Simply Red,
Warren Ellis,
The Star Department,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.