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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 harpsichord 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 Television to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
The Wake,
Toni Rubio,
Archie Shepp,
Matthew Halsall,
Nick Fraelich,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kenny Larkin,
Ice-T,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Subhumans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
X-102,
DNA,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Sheep,
The Searchers,
Yellowson,
Scrapy,
Flash Fearless,
Monolake,
Janne Schatter,
Pagans,
Mark Hollis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fad Gadget,
Agent Orange,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tom Boy,
Harmonia,
The Gun Club,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Stetsasonic,
Bad Manners,
Pole,
Fela Kuti,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Glenn Branca,
Scott Walker,
Infiniti,
Erykah Badu,
Scion,
Ludus,
Cybotron,
The Skatalites,
Brand Nubian,
Half Japanese,
Steve Hackett,
the Soft Cell,
Lee Hazlewood,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Birthday Party,
Connie Case,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Michelle Simonal,
Sam Rivers,
The Angels of Light,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Motions,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.