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 Cameroon and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Nick Fraelich to the rock 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Derrick May,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Iggy Pop,
Skriet,
Dead Boys,
Infiniti,
Bang On A Can,
Dual Sessions,
Oneida,
Interpol,
Roxy Music,
the Fania All-Stars,
Talk Talk,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Suburban Knight,
Jandek,
Marc Almond,
Amon Düül II,
Morten Harket,
DJ Sneak,
the Association,
Das Ding,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moebius,
Connie Case,
Dawn Penn,
Juan Atkins,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonny Sharrock,
Minny Pops,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marmalade,
Goldenarms,
The Dead C,
Index,
World's Most,
Ten City,
Sarah Menescal,
Sugar Minott,
Excepter,
Alison Limerick,
Kas Product,
The Modern Lovers,
Mo-Dettes,
Eli Mardock,
Sandy B,
Gang Gang Dance,
This Heat,
Boz Scaggs,
Letta Mbulu,
The Music Machine,
Lyres,
Oblivians,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Warsaw,
Minor Threat,
David Bowie,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joe Smooth,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.