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 Greece and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gong to the jazz 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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ronnie Foster,
Lindisfarne,
Boz Scaggs,
Derrick May,
The Techniques,
X-102,
The Black Dice,
Scratch Acid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
X-101,
June of 44,
Chris Corsano,
Man Eating Sloth,
Danielle Patucci,
Audionom,
The Blackbyrds,
Connie Case,
Malaria!,
The Smoke,
LL Cool J,
Pole,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Porter Ricks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Albert Ayler,
Juan Atkins,
David Bowie,
Joey Negro,
Fela Kuti,
Absolute Body Control,
Amon Düül II,
The Neon Judgement,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Adolescents,
The Martian,
Brick,
Goldenarms,
L. Decosne,
Matthew Halsall,
The Real Kids,
The Invisible,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ten City,
The Slackers,
Davy DMX,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Letta Mbulu,
The Grass Roots,
The Sonics,
Scott Walker,
cv313,
Fluxion,
Pagans,
Archie Shepp,
Grandmaster Flash,
Stiv Bators,
Fat Boys,
Gregory Isaacs,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.