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 Mozambique and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 Chris & Cosey to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson 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?
Sarah Menescal,
Sparks,
The Velvet Underground,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minutemen,
Ohio Players,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faust,
Ponytail,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ultimate Spinach,
Roy Ayers,
David McCallum,
Hardrive,
Mad Mike,
Bang On A Can,
Dennis Brown,
Bill Wells,
Delta 5,
Harmonia,
The Raincoats,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lakeside,
Roger Hodgson,
The Happenings,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alton Ellis,
X-101,
Rod Modell,
David Bowie,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Black Dice,
T.S.O.L.,
Can,
June Days,
Soft Machine,
Con Funk Shun,
R.M.O.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bobby Byrd,
Pet Shop Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Zapp,
Sixth Finger,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fire Engines,
Barrington Levy,
X-102,
Rakim,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kas Product,
Crash Course in Science,
Sly & The Family Stone,
James White and The Blacks,
JFA,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.