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 Germany and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar 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 Subhumans 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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kerrie Biddell,
Vainqueur,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Royal Trux,
Terrestrial Tones,
Spoonie Gee,
Sonic Youth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Accadde A,
the Sonics,
The Human League,
Donny Hathaway,
John Cale,
Saccharine Trust,
Marcia Griffiths,
Chris Corsano,
Faust,
Groovy Waters,
Marvin Gaye,
The Detroit Cobras,
Angry Samoans,
Banda Bassotti,
Moby Grape,
Parry Music,
Main Source,
Gregory Isaacs,
Judy Mowatt,
James White and The Blacks,
Lower 48,
Minny Pops,
DNA,
The United States of America,
10cc,
David Axelrod,
Black Bananas,
Negative Approach,
Ultimate Spinach,
Infiniti,
Talk Talk,
Matthew Bourne,
Agitation Free,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Popol Vuh,
Television,
The Toasters,
Flash Fearless,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mark Hollis,
Simply Red,
The Birthday Party,
Robert Hood,
Nick Fraelich,
Sparks,
Livin' Joy,
The Last Poets,
Kenny Larkin,
Young Marble Giants,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.