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 Azerbaijan 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 The American Breed to the rock 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 Dirtbombs. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Sugar Minott,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cal Tjader,
Quantec,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Los Fastidios,
London Community Gospel Choir,
John Coltrane,
Yellowson,
Henry Cow,
MDC,
Gastr Del Sol,
Skaos,
Vladislav Delay,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mad Mike,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ralphi Rosario,
June Days,
Matthew Bourne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dawn Penn,
Marc Almond,
Minor Threat,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Smog,
Bauhaus,
Visage,
ABC,
The Zeros,
Bluetip,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Davy DMX,
Unrelated Segments,
Unwound,
Robert Hood,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crispian St. Peters,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Buckinghams,
In Retrospect,
Marmalade,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Traffic Nightmare,
Al Stewart,
The Gap Band,
Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jandek,
Todd Rundgren,
Pulsallama,
Bizarre Inc.,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gories,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.