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 Indonesia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Blackbyrds to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Malaria!,
Jeff Mills,
Unwound,
Sun City Girls,
Suburban Knight,
Tres Demented,
Terrestrial Tones,
Agitation Free,
Soft Machine,
Country Teasers,
Drexciya,
The Barracudas,
The Mummies,
The Move,
Trumans Water,
Second Layer,
Deepchord,
Derrick Morgan,
Loose Ends,
Public Enemy,
Franke,
Rod Modell,
Essential Logic,
Excepter,
Charles Mingus,
Shoche,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Blackbyrds,
Brick,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Names,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Index,
Visage,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Soft Cell,
Simply Red,
Tommy Roe,
Soulsonic Force,
Echospace,
Young Marble Giants,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Chris & Cosey,
Symarip,
Prince Buster,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Moss Icon,
Cymande,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crash Course in Science,
The Tremeloes,
Technova,
The Divine Comedy,
Bang On A Can,
Q and Not U,
Monks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.