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 Haiti and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Dawn Penn to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
PIL,
The Smoke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lindisfarne,
Gong,
The Gap Band,
Excepter,
MDC,
Don Cherry,
The Litter,
Rufus Thomas,
The Modern Lovers,
Marc Almond,
Rites of Spring,
John Foxx,
Mo-Dettes,
Jawbox,
Cymande,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Selecter,
Ultravox,
Porter Ricks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Arab on Radar,
Harmonia,
The United States of America,
Wolf Eyes,
Brothers Johnson,
Banda Bassotti,
The Invisible,
Livin' Joy,
Rekid,
Liliput,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lakeside,
Scratch Acid,
LL Cool J,
Bootsy Collins,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sister Nancy,
Kurtis Blow,
Terrestrial Tones,
Suicide,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Mission of Burma,
Boz Scaggs,
June of 44,
Guru Guru,
Surgeon,
Davy DMX,
The Searchers,
Nick Fraelich,
Scientists,
Blancmange,
Tomorrow,
Judy Mowatt,
Shuggie Otis,
Skaos,
Symarip,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.