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 Guyana and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 clarinet 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 Robert Wyatt to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
The New Christs,
Mad Mike,
Swell Maps,
Agitation Free,
Motorama,
EPMD,
R.M.O.,
Scion,
cv313,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Selecter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Skaos,
Sight & Sound,
The Neon Judgement,
Circle Jerks,
Big Daddy Kane,
John Foxx,
Arthur Verocai,
Radiohead,
Second Layer,
Delta 5,
Animal Collective,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Seeds,
X-102,
Susan Cadogan,
Pantytec,
Funkadelic,
Roxy Music,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Clear Light,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Swans,
Ituana,
Loose Ends,
L. Decosne,
Pylon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Whodini,
Thompson Twins,
Tubeway Army,
The Stooges,
Sandy B,
Grauzone,
Los Fastidios,
New York Dolls,
Buzzcocks,
Absolute Body Control,
Magazine,
Judy Mowatt,
Intrusion,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Flag,
Brand Nubian,
Oblivians,
Marcia Griffiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Traffic Nightmare,
Leonard Cohen,
Chrome,
Charles Mingus,
Aloha Tigers,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.