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 Solomon Islands and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 Man Eating Sloth to the rap 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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Sonics,
Flash Fearless,
Negative Approach,
The Modern Lovers,
Carl Craig,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gerry Rafferty,
Aaron Thompson,
Funky Four + One,
the Normal,
The Angels of Light,
The Electric Prunes,
MDC,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Pus,
The Cure,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Groovy Waters,
This Heat,
Gang Starr,
Sonic Youth,
Graham Central Station,
Dennis Brown,
The Kinks,
the Swans,
Sandy B,
Kaleidoscope,
The Sound,
Malaria!,
Lungfish,
UT,
Amazonics,
Stereo Dub,
Al Stewart,
Audionom,
Marmalade,
Derrick Morgan,
Model 500,
Rekid,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Raincoats,
The Human League,
David McCallum,
Mars,
Soulsonic Force,
Alison Limerick,
Cameo,
Grauzone,
Reuben Wilson,
Pantytec,
Half Japanese,
Jeff Mills,
Curtis Mayfield,
Main Source,
These Immortal Souls,
Excepter,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.