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 Antigua and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Salvador.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Delon & Dalcan to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Prince Buster,
The Buckinghams,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Byron Stingily,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ohio Players,
Sam Rivers,
The Motions,
New York Dolls,
F. McDonald,
Angry Samoans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Neu!,
Second Layer,
T.S.O.L.,
The Smoke,
Joe Smooth,
The Last Poets,
Quadrant,
Silicon Teens,
Dark Day,
Dual Sessions,
Jeff Mills,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Fortunes,
the Swans,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Smiths,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Suburban Knight,
Barrington Levy,
Spoonie Gee,
The Tremeloes,
Moby Grape,
D'Angelo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Red Krayola,
Chrome,
The Sonics,
A Certain Ratio,
John Lydon,
Sarah Menescal,
The Gap Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tom Boy,
The Walker Brothers,
Heaven 17,
Pharoah Sanders,
Robert Wyatt,
Fela Kuti,
Hashim,
Eric Dolphy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.