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 Chile and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the rap 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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Fatback Band,
The Velvet Underground,
The Victims,
The Monochrome Set,
Ultimate Spinach,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joyce Sims,
Ash Ra Tempel,
PIL,
Bluetip,
The Sound,
Niagra,
Spandau Ballet,
Model 500,
Vainqueur,
The Sonics,
Icehouse,
Hot Snakes,
Camouflage,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glenn Branca,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Music Machine,
David Bowie,
Rakim,
Mission of Burma,
Rufus Thomas,
Groovy Waters,
Zero Boys,
Quadrant,
Jeff Mills,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Maurizio,
Jeru the Damaja,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Barracudas,
Underground Resistance,
Henry Cow,
Au Pairs,
The Gories,
Barclay James Harvest,
Parry Music,
Davy DMX,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cybotron,
Bill Wells,
James White and The Blacks,
JFA,
Altered Images,
Ultravox,
The Associates,
The Standells,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Spoonie Gee,
Eric Dolphy,
Fluxion,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pet Shop Boys,
Section 25,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.