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 Cyprus and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Drive Like Jehu to the punk 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Massinfluence,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Funky Four + One,
The Sonics,
Glambeats Corp.,
Oneida,
Man Parrish,
Mark Hollis,
Fugazi,
Idris Muhammad,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
KRS-One,
The Black Dice,
The Trojans,
Kenny Larkin,
Lucky Dragons,
Gang Green,
Bobby Byrd,
Liliput,
Dave Gahan,
Suburban Knight,
The Associates,
Wolf Eyes,
Gang Starr,
Nick Fraelich,
Brand Nubian,
Sam Rivers,
The Selecter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Darondo,
Matthew Halsall,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
The Pop Group,
The Blues Magoos,
Al Stewart,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Skriet,
Ken Boothe,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soft Machine,
The Slackers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
UT,
Model 500,
Eric Copeland,
Gastr Del Sol,
Amon Düül,
Minutemen,
The Blackbyrds,
Schoolly D,
Althea and Donna,
Simply Red,
Steve Hackett,
Los Fastidios,
Tomorrow,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.