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 Botswana and from Calgary.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Joensuu 1685 to the jazz 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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Khruangbin,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Blackbyrds,
Aloha Tigers,
Index,
The Mummies,
Dennis Brown,
Gichy Dan,
The Monochrome Set,
Simply Red,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobby Sherman,
Outsiders,
The Divine Comedy,
David Axelrod,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Neil Young,
10cc,
Deepchord,
The Young Rascals,
Lower 48,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lightning Bolt,
Crooked Eye,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mad Mike,
The Leaves,
Nico,
Babytalk,
Mary Jane Girls,
Amazonics,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Beau Brummels,
Dual Sessions,
DJ Sneak,
Banda Bassotti,
Metal Thangz,
Avey Tare,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ossler,
New Order,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scrapy,
Depeche Mode,
The Fortunes,
Pole,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Erykah Badu,
Blossom Toes,
Camberwell Now,
The Remains,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Connie Case,
The Tremeloes,
Urselle,
Newcleus,
Kaleidoscope,
Eddi Front,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.