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 Estonia and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks 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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Prince Buster,
X-Ray Spex,
Aaron Thompson,
The Motions,
Spandau Ballet,
Swans,
Andrew Hill,
Fifty Foot Hose,
T. Rex,
Tommy Roe,
Susan Cadogan,
Youth Brigade,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fear,
Porter Ricks,
John Cale,
Black Bananas,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Busters,
Dead Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Johnny Clarke,
Dennis Brown,
Khruangbin,
Interpol,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Soft Machine,
Derrick May,
Banda Bassotti,
Isaac Hayes,
Sight & Sound,
Parry Music,
Stiv Bators,
Boredoms,
Black Pus,
The Residents,
The Standells,
The Saints,
Al Stewart,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alison Limerick,
Heaven 17,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Seeds,
PIL,
Suicide,
Darondo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gabor Szabo,
Livin' Joy,
Altered Images,
Ludus,
Ponytail,
Index,
Q and Not U,
The Invisible,
Skriet,
The Dirtbombs,
the Bar-Kays,
X-102,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.