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 Croatia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Public Enemy to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
The Remains,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Sonics,
Sound Behaviour,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pharoah Sanders,
Shuggie Otis,
Youth Brigade,
Organ,
Scrapy,
Black Flag,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lower 48,
Mandrill,
Todd Terry,
Metal Thangz,
Radiopuhelimet,
Amon Düül,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
James White and The Blacks,
Sonic Youth,
David Bowie,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Monochrome Set,
Franke,
These Immortal Souls,
Public Enemy,
Crime,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Malaria!,
Amazonics,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Harmonia,
Angry Samoans,
Wire,
Symarip,
Tomorrow,
Glenn Branca,
Deadbeat,
Colin Newman,
Tubeway Army,
T. Rex,
The Divine Comedy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Techniques,
Newcleus,
Skaos,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harry Pussy,
Crooked Eye,
The Cure,
Bobby Sherman,
La Düsseldorf,
Marc Almond,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Detroit Cobras,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronnie Foster,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.