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 Korea South and from Spokane.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Skarface to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Pus,
Erasure,
Reuben Wilson,
Goldenarms,
Gerry Rafferty,
Smog,
Sound Behaviour,
Skarface,
The Shadows of Knight,
Television Personalities,
Au Pairs,
Scan 7,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Quantec,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Pretty Things,
X-Ray Spex,
Popol Vuh,
Outsiders,
Aloha Tigers,
Anthony Braxton,
Mantronix,
Nick Fraelich,
Mad Mike,
Rotary Connection,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Knickerbockers,
Thee Headcoats,
Fugazi,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Magma,
Mr. Review,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camberwell Now,
Massinfluence,
Mandrill,
The Techniques,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bang On A Can,
The Sound,
Cybotron,
Q and Not U,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dennis Brown,
Jeff Lynne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Heaven 17,
The Birthday Party,
The Slits,
Little Man,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Shoche,
Brothers Johnson,
Rekid,
Pussy Galore,
Sexual Harrassment,
Visage,
Lakeside,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sarah Menescal,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Anakelly,
Inner City,
Deadbeat,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.