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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Subhumans to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Fat Boys,
Loose Ends,
June Days,
Jerry's Kids,
The Evens,
Siglo XX,
The Walker Brothers,
Newcleus,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Zapp,
Buzzcocks,
Lindisfarne,
Eden Ahbez,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joe Smooth,
Amon Düül,
Marc Almond,
Rapeman,
Joe Finger,
Ludus,
Terry Callier,
Connie Case,
Liliput,
Toni Rubio,
Don Cherry,
Rosa Yemen,
Bill Near,
the Soft Cell,
Zero Boys,
Donald Byrd,
Terrestrial Tones,
DJ Sneak,
DJ Style,
Gang Starr,
Quando Quango,
The Modern Lovers,
Rakim,
Graham Central Station,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pantaleimon,
the Sonics,
Yaz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Quadrant,
Wally Richardson,
The Remains,
The Gap Band,
Lakeside,
Sam Rivers,
Lalann,
the Human League,
Cameo,
Patti Smith,
Dennis Brown,
The Fuzztones,
David Axelrod,
Shoche,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.