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 El Salvador and from Houston.
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 Portland and Madrid.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 A Certain Ratio to the grunge 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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Black Sheep,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
U.S. Maple,
Ronan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Wally Richardson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Boredoms,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Robert Wyatt,
Janne Schatter,
The Motions,
MDC,
The Black Dice,
Mo-Dettes,
Neil Young,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pantaleimon,
Pagans,
Mark Hollis,
Popol Vuh,
Sonny Sharrock,
Zapp,
Isaac Hayes,
Simply Red,
The Misunderstood,
Symarip,
Desert Stars,
Thee Headcoats,
The Electric Prunes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joey Negro,
Shoche,
The Fortunes,
One Last Wish,
UT,
Bush Tetras,
Can,
Unrelated Segments,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alice Coltrane,
Don Cherry,
June Days,
The Golliwogs,
Yellowson,
Matthew Bourne,
Clear Light,
Junior Murvin,
Funkadelic,
Inner City,
Hasil Adkins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Blues Magoos,
Fat Boys,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.