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 Mali and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Dennis Brown to the jazz 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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
John Coltrane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joyce Sims,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bill Near,
Tomorrow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Archie Shepp,
Alice Coltrane,
Barry Ungar,
The Beau Brummels,
Intrusion,
David Bowie,
Mars,
Matthew Bourne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Seeds,
10cc,
Andrew Hill,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Glambeats Corp.,
Roxy Music,
Kurtis Blow,
The Neon Judgement,
Neil Young,
Television Personalities,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Livin' Joy,
The Monochrome Set,
Technova,
Bobby Byrd,
Cameo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Liliput,
Slick Rick,
Television,
Soul II Soul,
Procol Harum,
The Dead C,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Guru Guru,
the Swans,
Connie Case,
Ultravox,
the Normal,
Shuggie Otis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Sonics,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Accadde A,
Pussy Galore,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Birthday Party,
Vladislav Delay,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.