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 Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron 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 Minny Pops to the grime 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
The Wake,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wally Richardson,
Soft Cell,
Peter & Gordon,
Derrick Morgan,
Stetsasonic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Outsiders,
Suburban Knight,
Cybotron,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Quantec,
Ice-T,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Shuggie Otis,
Buzzcocks,
Brass Construction,
Eli Mardock,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Public Enemy,
The Trojans,
Deakin,
Das Ding,
John Coltrane,
Minor Threat,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bronski Beat,
Eve St. Jones,
Sarah Menescal,
Stockholm Monsters,
Johnny Clarke,
The Toasters,
A Certain Ratio,
Essential Logic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bill Near,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Skarface,
Dave Gahan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Swans,
Underground Resistance,
World's Most,
The J.B.'s,
Marvin Gaye,
R.M.O.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Prince Buster,
Michelle Simonal,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nick Fraelich,
Hoover,
Gang of Four,
Joensuu 1685,
Sexual Harrassment,
Japan,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.