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 Slovenia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bologna.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fad Gadget to the disco 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Babytalk,
The Cure,
The Names,
the Slits,
Soulsonic Force,
The Golliwogs,
Alphaville,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Andrew Hill,
Hashim,
Arab on Radar,
One Last Wish,
The Gap Band,
The Seeds,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Minor Threat,
Camberwell Now,
Dark Day,
Connie Case,
Circle Jerks,
Animal Collective,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Motorama,
Bronski Beat,
Freddie Wadling,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yaz,
Graham Central Station,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Television,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
H. Thieme,
Make Up,
Isaac Hayes,
Black Pus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kas Product,
Pharoah Sanders,
John Cale,
Bob Dylan,
Heaven 17,
The Gun Club,
Flash Fearless,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dave Gahan,
Ronnie Foster,
Deepchord,
Eric Copeland,
Toni Rubio,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Alton Ellis,
Joyce Sims,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
48th St. Collective,
The Associates,
Sixth Finger,
Electric Prunes,
Nation of Ulysses,
DJ Style,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.