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 Albania and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 sitar 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 The Fortunes to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nas,
Girls At Our Best!,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Public Enemy,
Tommy Roe,
Juan Atkins,
The Stooges,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gichy Dan,
the Swans,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ice-T,
Bobbi Humphrey,
David Bowie,
EPMD,
Zero Boys,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Wire,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Schoolly D,
B.T. Express,
Brand Nubian,
Franke,
Intrusion,
Barrington Levy,
Mad Mike,
Quadrant,
Jeff Mills,
Yazoo,
Nirvana,
The Electric Prunes,
One Last Wish,
Pulsallama,
Silicon Teens,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jacob Miller,
Alphaville,
Peter & Gordon,
Camberwell Now,
Warren Ellis,
Mars,
Buzzcocks,
Boredoms,
Nils Olav,
The Fuzztones,
Bobby Hutcherson,
X-102,
Grey Daturas,
8 Eyed Spy,
Erykah Badu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Das Ding,
Mission of Burma,
Stiv Bators,
Mo-Dettes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Livin' Joy,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.