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 Mexico and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Smoke to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Godley & Creme,
Robert Wyatt,
Tubeway Army,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Offenders,
Adolescents,
Los Fastidios,
Pole,
Negative Approach,
JFA,
Make Up,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eurythmics,
Kenny Larkin,
Joe Finger,
Fela Kuti,
Oblivians,
Rakim,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Yazoo,
Kerri Chandler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alphaville,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bauhaus,
Heaven 17,
Dark Day,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ituana,
F. McDonald,
Cheater Slicks,
Erykah Badu,
Avey Tare,
Cluster,
Mary Jane Girls,
Byron Stingily,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tom Boy,
Max Romeo,
Japan,
The Happenings,
Rapeman,
Man Eating Sloth,
Drive Like Jehu,
Archie Shepp,
Colin Newman,
Michelle Simonal,
MDC,
Junior Murvin,
PIL,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Organ,
Arthur Verocai,
Freddie Wadling,
Sonic Youth,
the Human League,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cal Tjader,
the Sonics,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.