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 Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 Cal Tjader to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Harmonia,
Agitation Free,
Black Flag,
The Smiths,
Donald Byrd,
Deepchord,
The Gladiators,
DNA,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camouflage,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sound Behaviour,
Flash Fearless,
Altered Images,
Freddie Wadling,
Thee Headcoats,
Boz Scaggs,
Qualms,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The J.B.'s,
Gabor Szabo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Lydon,
Danielle Patucci,
Matthew Halsall,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Skarface,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
John Cale,
The Searchers,
Dark Day,
The Pretty Things,
E-Dancer,
The Fire Engines,
James White and The Blacks,
Tubeway Army,
Television,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Vogues,
Motorama,
Sister Nancy,
Yazoo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fugs,
The Mojo Men,
Peter & Gordon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Los Fastidios,
The Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Electric Prunes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Y Pants,
Unrelated Segments,
Kerri Chandler,
DJ Sneak,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.