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 Austria and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gap Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Model 500,
Gabor Szabo,
Black Pus,
Mo-Dettes,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Count Five,
Circle Jerks,
Jesper Dahlback,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gap Band,
Dual Sessions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DNA,
Khruangbin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick May,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Music Machine,
Surgeon,
Hashim,
Echospace,
Duran Duran,
Wasted Youth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lakeside,
These Immortal Souls,
Kaleidoscope,
Outsiders,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Litter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alison Limerick,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fall,
Pussy Galore,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yusef Lateef,
In Retrospect,
Bizarre Inc.,
Amon Düül II,
Shuggie Otis,
John Lydon,
T.S.O.L.,
Ronan,
Joe Finger,
Wings,
Television Personalities,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Warsaw,
Donny Hathaway,
The Moody Blues,
the Swans,
Arthur Verocai,
UT,
Dawn Penn,
Amazonics,
The American Breed,
Godley & Creme,
Scan 7,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.