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 El Salvador and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 marimba 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Minny Pops,
John Cale,
Stereo Dub,
Fatback Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Knickerbockers,
Eddi Front,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scientists,
Henry Cow,
Joe Smooth,
Scan 7,
The Associates,
Kerri Chandler,
Banda Bassotti,
Section 25,
The Invisible,
Deepchord,
The Smoke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Duran Duran,
The Beau Brummels,
Drexciya,
Blancmange,
Delta 5,
A Certain Ratio,
Archie Shepp,
The Raincoats,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soulsonic Force,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joyce Sims,
Country Teasers,
Robert Görl,
Silicon Teens,
Nils Olav,
Fela Kuti,
Bluetip,
Althea and Donna,
The Last Poets,
The Buckinghams,
Sight & Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ultravox,
Aaron Thompson,
H. Thieme,
Model 500,
Organ,
The Monochrome Set,
The Young Rascals,
Joy Division,
Crash Course in Science,
Terry Callier,
Adolescents,
Sandy B,
The Moleskins,
the Human League,
Carl Craig,
Excepter,
Charles Mingus,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.