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 Comoros and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Holt to the funk 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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Brick,
Traffic Nightmare,
Franke,
The Smoke,
Danielle Patucci,
The Sonics,
Urselle,
Mandrill,
Agitation Free,
Vainqueur,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Music Machine,
Yusef Lateef,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Metal Thangz,
Motorama,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Sam Rivers,
The Leaves,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Maurizio,
X-101,
The Mojo Men,
Malaria!,
Main Source,
Little Man,
Ronan,
The Litter,
Mad Mike,
Pussy Galore,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Walker Brothers,
The Evens,
Minnie Riperton,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Panda Bear,
Pet Shop Boys,
Blake Baxter,
Kevin Saunderson,
K-Klass,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soulsonic Force,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pantytec,
Guru Guru,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Can,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Blues Magoos,
Gil Scott Heron,
Crime,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mantronix,
Sonny Sharrock,
Susan Cadogan,
Gichy Dan,
Kenny Larkin,
Isaac Hayes,
Kerrie Biddell,
X-102,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.