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 Cameroon and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Lou Reed 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 Derrick Morgan to the rock 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Aaron Thompson,
Dual Sessions,
Yaz,
John Coltrane,
Heaven 17,
Lalann,
Bauhaus,
Marc Almond,
The American Breed,
X-101,
Section 25,
The Doors,
Mission of Burma,
Flash Fearless,
Gabor Szabo,
Matthew Bourne,
Derrick Morgan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Angels of Light,
Lower 48,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Velvet Underground,
Chris Corsano,
Moby Grape,
The Skatalites,
a-ha,
The Smoke,
The Slits,
Tom Boy,
These Immortal Souls,
Dawn Penn,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wings,
Nik Kershaw,
A Certain Ratio,
Nick Fraelich,
Alton Ellis,
Jeff Mills,
Hot Snakes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Roxy Music,
John Lydon,
Judy Mowatt,
Don Cherry,
Lindisfarne,
Erykah Badu,
The Seeds,
Alison Limerick,
Organ,
Liliput,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Boogie Down Productions,
Theoretical Girls,
F. McDonald,
Peter & Gordon,
Derrick May,
Silicon Teens,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.