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 Malawi 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bremen.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Pierre Henry,
Lightning Bolt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Outsiders,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Index,
Chris Corsano,
Stiv Bators,
Joe Smooth,
Zapp,
Mission of Burma,
A Certain Ratio,
Ohio Players,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tomorrow,
Quadrant,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joy Division,
Graham Central Station,
Infiniti,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Freddie Wadling,
the Human League,
Roxette,
Ten City,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Buckinghams,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Arcadia,
Ultimate Spinach,
Steve Hackett,
Swans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Intrusion,
Tom Boy,
Faraquet,
The Angels of Light,
Ronan,
R.M.O.,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fatback Band,
Skriet,
Brand Nubian,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Velvet Underground,
Marvin Gaye,
Trumans Water,
Mantronix,
Royal Trux,
Grauzone,
Mark Hollis,
Lyres,
Neil Young,
Accadde A,
The Kinks,
X-Ray Spex,
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cabaret Voltaire,
T. Rex,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.