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 Belgium and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 clarinet 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Ice-T,
Big Daddy Kane,
Aswad,
Grey Daturas,
Magma,
This Heat,
The Remains,
Nils Olav,
Rakim,
Nick Fraelich,
Cybotron,
Pantytec,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marcia Griffiths,
London Community Gospel Choir,
a-ha,
Drexciya,
Sam Rivers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sonic Youth,
Mantronix,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rufus Thomas,
Ornette Coleman,
James White and The Blacks,
The Names,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Black Moon,
Bill Wells,
Symarip,
Jerry's Kids,
Kayak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Residents,
The Velvet Underground,
Eli Mardock,
Dual Sessions,
Agent Orange,
David Axelrod,
The Knickerbockers,
D'Angelo,
Main Source,
Aaron Thompson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marine Girls,
Section 25,
Eden Ahbez,
Idris Muhammad,
Newcleus,
Quando Quango,
Spoonie Gee,
Mission of Burma,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Misunderstood,
Andrew Hill,
DNA,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Von Mondo,
MC5,
Warren Ellis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.