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 Turkey and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Absolute Body Control to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Sonny Sharrock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Holt,
Animal Collective,
Altered Images,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joensuu 1685,
Dawn Penn,
Bootsy Collins,
MDC,
Mad Mike,
Sonic Youth,
Jawbox,
Flamin' Groovies,
Television Personalities,
R.M.O.,
Agitation Free,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Leonard Cohen,
Andrew Hill,
The Count Five,
Monks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rufus Thomas,
Kurtis Blow,
Sun City Girls,
The Music Machine,
The Saints,
Maleditus Sound,
Chrome,
Gil Scott Heron,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Livin' Joy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marvin Gaye,
The Cure,
Blake Baxter,
Stiv Bators,
Dual Sessions,
Cymande,
Gichy Dan,
Quantec,
The Motions,
Hashim,
Steve Hackett,
Basic Channel,
Jerry's Kids,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scott Walker,
Sight & Sound,
Nico,
Nils Olav,
Sound Behaviour,
The Kinks,
Pulsallama,
OOIOO,
The New Christs,
Pere Ubu,
Essential Logic,
China Crisis,
Albert Ayler,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.