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 Venezuela and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer 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 Grauzone to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Dawn Penn,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Zeros,
Audionom,
Khruangbin,
Black Pus,
Wally Richardson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Groovy Waters,
the Bar-Kays,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Chris Corsano,
The Remains,
LL Cool J,
Minutemen,
Prince Buster,
Amon Düül,
Second Layer,
Iggy Pop,
Anakelly,
David Axelrod,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mantronix,
Harmonia,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Pylon,
The Five Americans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Severed Heads,
Gang Green,
The Tremeloes,
John Foxx,
Funky Four + One,
Brand Nubian,
Drexciya,
Stereo Dub,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Section 25,
The Star Department,
The Move,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Circle Jerks,
Scott Walker,
Siglo XX,
The American Breed,
Tomorrow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
These Immortal Souls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Young Rascals,
The Saints,
The Knickerbockers,
The Dead C,
Sonic Youth,
Bad Manners,
Swans,
The Blackbyrds,
Black Flag,
Mars,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.