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 Seychelles and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Neon Judgement to the funk 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Panda Bear,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fear,
Jeff Mills,
Archie Shepp,
Animal Collective,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eve St. Jones,
Mad Mike,
Zapp,
Soft Machine,
The Mojo Men,
Cal Tjader,
Ornette Coleman,
Zero Boys,
Albert Ayler,
PIL,
Thompson Twins,
Make Up,
The Count Five,
Blake Baxter,
The Residents,
Lower 48,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gang of Four,
Excepter,
Stetsasonic,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nick Fraelich,
Mandrill,
FM Einheit,
Procol Harum,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hoover,
Todd Rundgren,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fela Kuti,
U.S. Maple,
Amon Düül,
Von Mondo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Whodini,
Al Stewart,
Patti Smith,
The Index,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Chris Corsano,
Motorama,
One Last Wish,
Jacob Miller,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lalann,
Soul Sonic Force,
Black Pus,
Urselle,
The Tremeloes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.