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 Moldova and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Boz Scaggs 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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Kas Product,
Shuggie Otis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Magazine,
Desert Stars,
Zapp,
Ronan,
Massinfluence,
Ultra Naté,
Mr. Review,
Quando Quango,
Danielle Patucci,
the Germs,
Marine Girls,
Blancmange,
PIL,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eden Ahbez,
One Last Wish,
KRS-One,
Pole,
Talk Talk,
Inner City,
The Dirtbombs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rotary Connection,
Marvin Gaye,
The Modern Lovers,
Sound Behaviour,
Toni Rubio,
Technova,
The Blackbyrds,
Liliput,
Nas,
Sonic Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Skatalites,
China Crisis,
Scott Walker,
Hot Snakes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Drive Like Jehu,
Monks,
Donald Byrd,
Anakelly,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Trojans,
Harmonia,
Tim Buckley,
the Sonics,
The American Breed,
Mad Mike,
Easy Going,
The Seeds,
Lou Christie,
Piero Umiliani,
Los Fastidios,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.