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 China and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Brand Nubian to the jazz 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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Arthur Verocai,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Guru Guru,
Ituana,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ossler,
Man Eating Sloth,
Outsiders,
Charles Mingus,
Black Pus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lebanon Hanover,
KRS-One,
Q65,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kerri Chandler,
Rotary Connection,
Scientists,
The Pop Group,
Half Japanese,
The Zeros,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Womack,
Howard Jones,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Josef K,
Freddie Wadling,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Velvet Underground,
The Saints,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mantronix,
Jesper Dahlback,
Slick Rick,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Franke,
Siglo XX,
Matthew Bourne,
Janne Schatter,
Ludus,
Negative Approach,
Amon Düül II,
Talk Talk,
June of 44,
Scion,
Tropical Tobacco,
Roy Ayers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ultravox,
The J.B.'s,
Jimmy McGriff,
John Cale,
Cal Tjader,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sam Rivers,
The Angels of Light,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.