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 Togo and from Salvador.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soul II Soul to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
The Selecter,
Faraquet,
Siglo XX,
Japan,
48th St. Collective,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rapeman,
Reuben Wilson,
Swans,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Piero Umiliani,
DJ Style,
X-101,
Y Pants,
John Holt,
Janne Schatter,
the Soft Cell,
Michelle Simonal,
The Trojans,
Soulsonic Force,
Gabor Szabo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sun City Girls,
Gang Starr,
kango's stein massive,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Robert Wyatt,
Smog,
Bad Manners,
Tim Buckley,
Bobby Womack,
Sonic Youth,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gories,
The Blackbyrds,
Reagan Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
Parry Music,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eve St. Jones,
Davy DMX,
Infiniti,
Todd Rundgren,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Niagra,
Kas Product,
Moby Grape,
Marmalade,
Altered Images,
Jeff Lynne,
The Wake,
Shoche,
Franke,
Lalo Schifrin,
Amon Düül II,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.