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 Malaysia and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Albert Ayler to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Joyce Sims,
UT,
Derrick Morgan,
Scan 7,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scrapy,
Second Layer,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Arab on Radar,
Soul Sonic Force,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sister Nancy,
Pantaleimon,
Prince Buster,
Pet Shop Boys,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
June of 44,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Los Fastidios,
Sound Behaviour,
The Divine Comedy,
The Dirtbombs,
Tim Buckley,
Deadbeat,
Mandrill,
48th St. Collective,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soulsonic Force,
Aswad,
Hoover,
Tommy Roe,
The Wake,
Alton Ellis,
These Immortal Souls,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tubeway Army,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ludus,
Television Personalities,
Nirvana,
Mr. Review,
Rufus Thomas,
cv313,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Doors,
The Durutti Column,
Tom Boy,
The Trojans,
K-Klass,
Yazoo,
Zapp,
Heaven 17,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sparks,
Shoche,
Dead Boys,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.