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 Bolivia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Crooked Eye to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Massinfluence,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Joy Division,
The Gun Club,
Eli Mardock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Alphaville,
the Association,
The Walker Brothers,
Aswad,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
ABBA,
New Order,
Vladislav Delay,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pagans,
The Fuzztones,
The Buckinghams,
Todd Rundgren,
Funkadelic,
The Electric Prunes,
Black Flag,
Erykah Badu,
Smog,
Spoonie Gee,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Agent Orange,
Lou Christie,
Slave,
The Smoke,
Eric Dolphy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
cv313,
Average White Band,
Deadbeat,
Pantaleimon,
Japan,
Joey Negro,
Talk Talk,
Shoche,
Davy DMX,
The Knickerbockers,
Toni Rubio,
Groovy Waters,
Scan 7,
The Grass Roots,
The Moleskins,
The Pop Group,
Intrusion,
John Holt,
Rekid,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sister Nancy,
Avey Tare,
Rod Modell,
Wings,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wasted Youth,
Bob Dylan,
The Young Rascals,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.