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 Turkey and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Mission of Burma,
MDC,
Gabor Szabo,
Saccharine Trust,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Vainqueur,
The Gladiators,
Godley & Creme,
Bob Dylan,
Rotary Connection,
Massinfluence,
Inner City,
The Doobie Brothers,
Warsaw,
Nirvana,
Frankie Knuckles,
Connie Case,
Byron Stingily,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Monochrome Set,
Funkadelic,
The Last Poets,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Robert Wyatt,
Pulsallama,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
H. Thieme,
Buzzcocks,
Underground Resistance,
Oneida,
Barclay James Harvest,
Minny Pops,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fat Boys,
The Barracudas,
Brass Construction,
The Names,
Goldenarms,
Crooked Eye,
Don Cherry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joyce Sims,
Marvin Gaye,
John Lydon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Masters at Work,
Skaos,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Flesh Eaters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Interpol,
Prince Buster,
R.M.O.,
Yusef Lateef,
Grandmaster Flash,
Maurizio,
Nils Olav,
Cymande,
Donny Hathaway,
Rites of Spring,
Bill Near,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.