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 Liberia and from New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Theoretical Girls to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Swell Maps,
Black Moon,
New Order,
The Gories,
Pulsallama,
The Slackers,
Basic Channel,
David Axelrod,
Duran Duran,
The United States of America,
Animal Collective,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Tremeloes,
Maurizio,
D'Angelo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gang Gang Dance,
Idris Muhammad,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nils Olav,
Skaos,
Sound Behaviour,
Eric Dolphy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Agent Orange,
Man Parrish,
Scientists,
Qualms,
Warren Ellis,
Todd Rundgren,
Sister Nancy,
Neil Young,
The Cowsills,
The Dirtbombs,
Soft Cell,
Barrington Levy,
Procol Harum,
Fatback Band,
David McCallum,
The Gladiators,
Gichy Dan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soul II Soul,
Ornette Coleman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rekid,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fall,
Magma,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maleditus Sound,
The Searchers,
The Music Machine,
In Retrospect,
Wolf Eyes,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Vogues,
Infiniti,
Massinfluence,
Gong,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.