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 Zimbabwe and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Throbbing Gristle to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
The New Christs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Negative Approach,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Invisible,
Bill Near,
Alison Limerick,
David McCallum,
Avey Tare,
The Slits,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Panda Bear,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Whodini,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Electric Prunes,
The Techniques,
Lucky Dragons,
Qualms,
Lakeside,
Moss Icon,
the Association,
Kas Product,
Bobby Womack,
Ultra Naté,
Dorothy Ashby,
The J.B.'s,
Idris Muhammad,
Flipper,
A Certain Ratio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Accadde A,
Derrick Morgan,
The Toasters,
The Saints,
Section 25,
Jeff Mills,
John Foxx,
Talk Talk,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Roxette,
Michelle Simonal,
Lalann,
Jandek,
The Red Krayola,
MC5,
Gregory Isaacs,
Zero Boys,
Cameo,
Barry Ungar,
John Lydon,
The Monochrome Set,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DNA,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Reed,
Con Funk Shun,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.