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 St Lucia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar 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 Barrington Levy to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Dennis Brown,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Arthur Verocai,
Au Pairs,
Grey Daturas,
Underground Resistance,
Royal Trux,
June of 44,
Agitation Free,
Sight & Sound,
Rapeman,
Derrick Morgan,
Essential Logic,
Von Mondo,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Star Department,
Y Pants,
Mars,
Marmalade,
The Stooges,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Red Krayola,
X-101,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hashim,
Ludus,
AZ,
Reuben Wilson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Young Rascals,
Gil Scott Heron,
Max Romeo,
The Fire Engines,
Trumans Water,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Unwound,
Tomorrow,
The Fall,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Thee Headcoats,
Bobby Sherman,
Scientists,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stockholm Monsters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Guru Guru,
The Tremeloes,
Boz Scaggs,
Derrick May,
Soulsonic Force,
The Seeds,
Rekid,
Country Teasers,
Crash Course in Science,
K-Klass,
Soft Machine,
Skriet,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.