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 Turkmenistan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 marimba 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 Joey Negro to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Banda Bassotti,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Smog,
Thee Headcoats,
Massinfluence,
Simply Red,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Swans,
Desert Stars,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Agitation Free,
Faraquet,
Rosa Yemen,
Saccharine Trust,
Deepchord,
The Grass Roots,
Quando Quango,
The Moody Blues,
Soul II Soul,
The Associates,
Y Pants,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Organ,
Tom Boy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Swell Maps,
Flamin' Groovies,
Neil Young,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Moon,
Royal Trux,
The Blues Magoos,
Deadbeat,
Robert Wyatt,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kevin Saunderson,
Derrick May,
Soulsonic Force,
La Düsseldorf,
Mandrill,
Cecil Taylor,
Gichy Dan,
David McCallum,
U.S. Maple,
The Leaves,
Junior Murvin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Red Krayola,
The Residents,
The Dead C,
KRS-One,
Siglo XX,
Darondo,
Parry Music,
Brass Construction,
Rapeman,
Eric Dolphy,
Derrick Morgan,
Sight & Sound,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.