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 Iran and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Agitation Free to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
The Selecter,
The Walker Brothers,
The Motions,
Sonic Youth,
Steve Hackett,
Sun City Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Slick Rick,
Kas Product,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cure,
Skaos,
Delon & Dalcan,
Boz Scaggs,
B.T. Express,
Dark Day,
Buzzcocks,
Yellowson,
Toni Rubio,
Negative Approach,
T.S.O.L.,
Sun Ra,
Easy Going,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Susan Cadogan,
Man Parrish,
Joe Smooth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fat Boys,
Scion,
Quadrant,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rites of Spring,
The Dave Clark Five,
Robert Hood,
Piero Umiliani,
Sugar Minott,
Goldenarms,
The Fuzztones,
ABC,
Matthew Halsall,
Television Personalities,
Little Man,
Ken Boothe,
Reuben Wilson,
U.S. Maple,
Pierre Henry,
Blossom Toes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eden Ahbez,
Tropical Tobacco,
Monolake,
Scientists,
Spoonie Gee,
Crooked Eye,
Ornette Coleman,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.