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 Poland and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 Camberwell Now to the crunk 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Michelle Simonal,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Groovy Waters,
Godley & Creme,
Robert Hood,
Kas Product,
Danielle Patucci,
The Pretty Things,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Standells,
Cal Tjader,
Junior Murvin,
Tommy Roe,
Susan Cadogan,
Sun Ra,
Ludus,
Quando Quango,
Maurizio,
Roy Ayers,
Tears for Fears,
Funkadelic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Agitation Free,
Maleditus Sound,
Skarface,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Sherman,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Red Krayola,
Charles Mingus,
Blossom Toes,
Agent Orange,
Eddi Front,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobby Byrd,
The Shadows of Knight,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neu!,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mr. Review,
Fluxion,
Rites of Spring,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bill Wells,
Basic Channel,
Sixth Finger,
Shoche,
Saccharine Trust,
Brand Nubian,
Easy Going,
the Normal,
Avey Tare,
The Names,
Banda Bassotti,
The Slits,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Silicon Teens,
Aswad,
ABBA,
K-Klass,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.