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 Dominica and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Milan and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 oboe 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Glenn Branca,
Maurizio,
These Immortal Souls,
Andrew Hill,
Minnie Riperton,
Interpol,
The Blackbyrds,
Joe Finger,
Faust,
The Slits,
Jerry's Kids,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Victims,
Motorama,
Clear Light,
CMW,
Johnny Clarke,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Remains,
Suicide,
The Happenings,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Theoretical Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marc Almond,
The Pop Group,
Niagra,
Davy DMX,
La Düsseldorf,
Aloha Tigers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tres Demented,
H. Thieme,
Scientists,
The Fall,
Sam Rivers,
The Move,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobby Womack,
Patti Smith,
New Order,
Spoonie Gee,
Radiohead,
Wolf Eyes,
Crime,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Vogues,
Hashim,
Marcia Griffiths,
China Crisis,
Altered Images,
Harry Pussy,
Agitation Free,
Lyres,
Tropical Tobacco,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Evens,
Crash Course in Science,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.