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 Belgium 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Moebius to the electroclash 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobby Sherman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Moby Grape,
Rekid,
Electric Prunes,
The Durutti Column,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Television Personalities,
Ken Boothe,
June Days,
Bill Wells,
Delta 5,
Moss Icon,
Technova,
Panda Bear,
DJ Sneak,
Rod Modell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cameo,
Tomorrow,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultravox,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
David McCallum,
Bobby Womack,
The Happenings,
Jerry's Kids,
Marvin Gaye,
Mantronix,
Andrew Hill,
Ice-T,
LL Cool J,
Tim Buckley,
Glenn Branca,
Lalo Schifrin,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Zapp,
Lindisfarne,
L. Decosne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Easy Going,
Wasted Youth,
The Slits,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Mummies,
The Red Krayola,
The Gun Club,
X-102,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Max Romeo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Negative Approach,
Jawbox,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Khruangbin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barrington Levy,
Eden Ahbez,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.