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 Sudan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Ituana to the grime 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Nas,
Altered Images,
Flash Fearless,
The Detroit Cobras,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultra Naté,
Toni Rubio,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cecil Taylor,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
CMW,
Second Layer,
Faust,
Goldenarms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Moon,
Alice Coltrane,
The Victims,
Maurizio,
Shuggie Otis,
Todd Rundgren,
Slick Rick,
Brand Nubian,
Blake Baxter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eurythmics,
Procol Harum,
Bad Manners,
Neil Young,
Yusef Lateef,
Sugar Minott,
Au Pairs,
Rotary Connection,
Tres Demented,
Minutemen,
Prince Buster,
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
R.M.O.,
Funky Four + One,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Zeros,
Sandy B,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Fania All-Stars,
Blancmange,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Don Cherry,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Mojo Men,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Buckinghams,
Pussy Galore,
Danielle Patucci,
Patti Smith,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.