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 Saudi Arabia and from Taipei.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Can to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
In Retrospect,
Sugar Minott,
Cal Tjader,
Chris & Cosey,
Von Mondo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
One Last Wish,
Aaron Thompson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
KRS-One,
DJ Style,
The Invisible,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sparks,
The J.B.'s,
Marmalade,
Harmonia,
Joe Smooth,
Grey Daturas,
Y Pants,
U.S. Maple,
The Evens,
Joey Negro,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Neu!,
Brand Nubian,
Mars,
Zero Boys,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Gories,
Derrick Morgan,
Nas,
The Last Poets,
Amon Düül II,
Janne Schatter,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Toasters,
Blancmange,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
EPMD,
Moebius,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minny Pops,
Can,
Whodini,
UT,
Ossler,
The Blackbyrds,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Arcadia,
Duran Duran,
Interpol,
Sun Ra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rakim,
The Fire Engines,
Marvin Gaye,
The Durutti Column,
Lyres,
The Flesh Eaters,
Index,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.