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 Finland and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
The Modern Lovers,
Television,
Slick Rick,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Robert Görl,
Metal Thangz,
Banda Bassotti,
Barclay James Harvest,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Skaos,
Jeff Lynne,
Faraquet,
Lakeside,
Scan 7,
Donald Byrd,
Pagans,
Sällskapet,
Con Funk Shun,
Robert Hood,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Black Pus,
the Sonics,
Jacques Brel,
X-102,
Davy DMX,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tom Boy,
Quantec,
The Busters,
Siglo XX,
Barbara Tucker,
Judy Mowatt,
Joe Finger,
Peter & Gordon,
K-Klass,
The Dead C,
Schoolly D,
Sonic Youth,
Grauzone,
Faust,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
LL Cool J,
The Divine Comedy,
Bluetip,
Black Bananas,
Marc Almond,
Delta 5,
The Count Five,
Jeff Mills,
The Cure,
Tomorrow,
The Skatalites,
Warren Ellis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Godley & Creme,
Bootsy Collins,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brand Nubian,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.