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 Papua New Guinea and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Don Cherry to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Althea and Donna,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultravox,
Brand Nubian,
Skarface,
Fatback Band,
Rotary Connection,
Cybotron,
Harry Pussy,
Fad Gadget,
Easy Going,
Sun Ra,
Curtis Mayfield,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jeff Mills,
Pylon,
Lucky Dragons,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lalann,
Sister Nancy,
Joyce Sims,
Donny Hathaway,
Duran Duran,
Isaac Hayes,
Wasted Youth,
Dennis Brown,
This Heat,
Soulsonic Force,
Khruangbin,
T.S.O.L.,
Urselle,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Victims,
Babytalk,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Slits,
Shoche,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Animal Collective,
David Bowie,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Minnie Riperton,
The Divine Comedy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Monolake,
Hardrive,
Nas,
Supertramp,
The Saints,
Derrick Morgan,
These Immortal Souls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Erasure,
One Last Wish,
Cal Tjader,
Minor Threat,
Pere Ubu,
In Retrospect,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Zero Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.