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 Netherlands and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin 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 Sun Ra to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Guru Guru,
Jawbox,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Outsiders,
Jeff Mills,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Christie,
Black Moon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Prince Buster,
Letta Mbulu,
Cymande,
Quadrant,
New Order,
Marc Almond,
Rufus Thomas,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Beau Brummels,
The Cramps,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mandrill,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dennis Brown,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fat Boys,
Q and Not U,
Ponytail,
D'Angelo,
Fatback Band,
Delta 5,
Jandek,
OOIOO,
The Dave Clark Five,
kango's stein massive,
Mr. Review,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Wire,
Connie Case,
Shuggie Otis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Reuben Wilson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jacques Brel,
Zapp,
K-Klass,
Faraquet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Archie Shepp,
Duran Duran,
Trumans Water,
The Barracudas,
Erykah Badu,
Simply Red,
The Buckinghams,
Von Mondo,
Andrew Hill,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.