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 Ukraine and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 The Evens to the disco 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
The Seeds,
Hasil Adkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Divine Comedy,
Lower 48,
the Association,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wolf Eyes,
Roxy Music,
Marc Almond,
Wire,
Organ,
Tomorrow,
The Cramps,
R.M.O.,
Marvin Gaye,
The Flesh Eaters,
Todd Terry,
Agent Orange,
The Fugs,
MC5,
The Gladiators,
World's Most,
The Monochrome Set,
Cheater Slicks,
China Crisis,
Fad Gadget,
Rosa Yemen,
Girls At Our Best!,
Little Man,
Marmalade,
Thee Headcoats,
Royal Trux,
U.S. Maple,
Pantytec,
Scratch Acid,
Tom Boy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Index,
Alton Ellis,
Pharoah Sanders,
DJ Style,
Josef K,
Zero Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Swans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Toni Rubio,
Pylon,
The New Christs,
Joey Negro,
Sound Behaviour,
Rakim,
Nas,
June of 44,
The Five Americans,
Bluetip,
10cc,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.