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 Mali and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 UT to the punk 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Fela Kuti,
Second Layer,
Johnny Osbourne,
Liliput,
Dark Day,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jerry's Kids,
Circle Jerks,
Japan,
Little Man,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang Starr,
Bill Near,
Johnny Clarke,
Kevin Saunderson,
Silicon Teens,
DNA,
Slave,
Ten City,
Eric B and Rakim,
Moby Grape,
Pere Ubu,
Unrelated Segments,
Cheater Slicks,
the Normal,
Jeff Mills,
The Index,
Amon Düül,
Main Source,
kango's stein massive,
DJ Style,
Surgeon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Intrusion,
Todd Rundgren,
Talk Talk,
Alison Limerick,
Terry Callier,
The Black Dice,
Brass Construction,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Niagra,
The Pretty Things,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joyce Sims,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Unwound,
the Swans,
Accadde A,
Henry Cow,
Thee Headcoats,
Ralphi Rosario,
Boredoms,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
ABC,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.