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 Jamaica and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Happenings to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
The Blues Magoos,
The Durutti Column,
The Wake,
Stiv Bators,
Country Teasers,
Goldenarms,
Sun City Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Moleskins,
Joy Division,
The J.B.'s,
The Velvet Underground,
Faust,
Shuggie Otis,
Severed Heads,
Ultimate Spinach,
Aaron Thompson,
Josef K,
Depeche Mode,
The Cowsills,
Anakelly,
the Bar-Kays,
Steve Hackett,
Television Personalities,
Kurtis Blow,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Barracudas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Radio Birdman,
The Doobie Brothers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Faraquet,
The Stooges,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Skriet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Angry Samoans,
Grandmaster Flash,
Stetsasonic,
Pulsallama,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Supertramp,
Eli Mardock,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Malaria!,
In Retrospect,
Black Bananas,
the Association,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Alarm Clocks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Monks,
Joe Finger,
The Dirtbombs,
Lightning Bolt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.