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 Azerbaijan and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 B.T. Express to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
The Trojans,
Harry Pussy,
Zero Boys,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mad Mike,
Excepter,
T.S.O.L.,
MC5,
Lower 48,
Scion,
Archie Shepp,
Brand Nubian,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Warren Ellis,
Chrome,
Henry Cow,
Steve Hackett,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Hood,
The Sound,
Liliput,
Joe Smooth,
Ohio Players,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Roy Ayers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Albert Ayler,
Roger Hodgson,
The Barracudas,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Blues Magoos,
Morten Harket,
Eric Dolphy,
Stiv Bators,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kerri Chandler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Icehouse,
the Sonics,
Brass Construction,
Eyeless In Gaza,
B.T. Express,
The Associates,
Moby Grape,
Aloha Tigers,
The Red Krayola,
The Human League,
The Evens,
Youth Brigade,
Camberwell Now,
The Standells,
The Cramps,
The Last Poets,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.