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 Indonesia and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kerrie Biddell to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Monks,
Jawbox,
Cybotron,
Bronski Beat,
Angry Samoans,
Groovy Waters,
The Gap Band,
Yaz,
Lindisfarne,
Livin' Joy,
Judy Mowatt,
Kerri Chandler,
the Association,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Martian,
Eric Dolphy,
Young Marble Giants,
Television Personalities,
the Human League,
Urselle,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pagans,
Dual Sessions,
Minny Pops,
This Heat,
New York Dolls,
Skaos,
Panda Bear,
Guru Guru,
Peter & Gordon,
The Velvet Underground,
Pet Shop Boys,
ABBA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ludus,
Ice-T,
Sarah Menescal,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Shuggie Otis,
The Doobie Brothers,
Negative Approach,
Althea and Donna,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Durutti Column,
Country Teasers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Mummies,
Boz Scaggs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Steve Hackett,
Nils Olav,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Black Dice,
Joe Finger,
The Alarm Clocks,
Danielle Patucci,
10cc,
Sällskapet,
One Last Wish,
James White and The Blacks,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.