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 Slovakia and from London.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 ABC to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Visage,
The Selecter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gories,
Nation of Ulysses,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Flipper,
Essential Logic,
Technova,
Sun City Girls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Urselle,
These Immortal Souls,
Brand Nubian,
Jandek,
Minnie Riperton,
Maurizio,
The Last Poets,
Yusef Lateef,
Main Source,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Trumans Water,
Marc Almond,
Robert Görl,
Faust,
EPMD,
Scratch Acid,
Stiv Bators,
Tom Boy,
Pantytec,
The Dave Clark Five,
John Holt,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Normal,
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Flag,
The Index,
Marcia Griffiths,
Subhumans,
Loose Ends,
Moebius,
Alice Coltrane,
Bizarre Inc.,
LL Cool J,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fatback Band,
Kayak,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Carl Craig,
John Coltrane,
Schoolly D,
Sun Ra,
Agent Orange,
Gong,
The Dead C,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Second Layer,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.