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 Tehran.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Susan Cadogan to the grime 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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Black Sheep,
Carl Craig,
John Foxx,
The Litter,
Easy Going,
Rod Modell,
Minnie Riperton,
Nik Kershaw,
Bill Near,
Henry Cow,
Hashim,
Donny Hathaway,
Half Japanese,
The Young Rascals,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Warren Ellis,
Unwound,
Excepter,
PIL,
Niagra,
Anthony Braxton,
Gang of Four,
The Happenings,
Dorothy Ashby,
Can,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobby Womack,
Mandrill,
Johnny Clarke,
Marvin Gaye,
Wolf Eyes,
Archie Shepp,
Chrome,
The Sonics,
The Moody Blues,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Buzzcocks,
Liliput,
Toni Rubio,
New Order,
Bizarre Inc.,
Arcadia,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Zeros,
Sandy B,
Joey Negro,
The Cure,
Prince Buster,
Smog,
Fear,
Infiniti,
Nick Fraelich,
Janne Schatter,
Popol Vuh,
The Birthday Party,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.