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 Korea South and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ralphi Rosario to the electroclash 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wolf Eyes,
Bronski Beat,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Quantec,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Association,
LL Cool J,
Aloha Tigers,
The United States of America,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Roger Hodgson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Blues Magoos,
The Offenders,
Half Japanese,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barbara Tucker,
Janne Schatter,
Idris Muhammad,
James White and The Blacks,
Zapp,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ken Boothe,
Colin Newman,
Warren Ellis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Derrick May,
EPMD,
Andrew Hill,
Subhumans,
Rotary Connection,
The Victims,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Sonics,
The Associates,
The Count Five,
The Young Rascals,
The Seeds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Max Romeo,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Golliwogs,
The Blackbyrds,
The Gap Band,
Motorama,
Minutemen,
The Black Dice,
E-Dancer,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
June Days,
Niagra,
Terrestrial Tones,
Smog,
The Red Krayola,
Thee Headcoats,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scion,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.