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 Zimbabwe and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Moss Icon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
cv313,
Lou Reed,
Simply Red,
The Victims,
The Last Poets,
Stetsasonic,
KRS-One,
Brand Nubian,
Gichy Dan,
Bush Tetras,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Crooked Eye,
Goldenarms,
The Dead C,
Bill Near,
Isaac Hayes,
Ossler,
Royal Trux,
Fluxion,
Scion,
Underground Resistance,
Maleditus Sound,
Dave Gahan,
T.S.O.L.,
Intrusion,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sarah Menescal,
Y Pants,
Piero Umiliani,
Kerrie Biddell,
Silicon Teens,
Sun Ra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Wyatt,
Susan Cadogan,
Arab on Radar,
Throbbing Gristle,
Newcleus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Youth Brigade,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Section 25,
Groovy Waters,
Tommy Roe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Animal Collective,
Eve St. Jones,
In Retrospect,
Radio Birdman,
Infiniti,
The Slits,
Laurel Aitken,
Barry Ungar,
Television Personalities,
The Shadows of Knight,
Main Source,
DNA,
Rites of Spring,
The Fortunes,
Vladislav Delay,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.