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 Morocco and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Alton Ellis to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Dirtbombs. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Michelle Simonal,
Jandek,
David McCallum,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Move,
Cheater Slicks,
Charles Mingus,
Ken Boothe,
Alphaville,
Ronnie Foster,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Hasil Adkins,
The Gun Club,
Popol Vuh,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Intrusion,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yellowson,
Barbara Tucker,
Chris & Cosey,
Roy Ayers,
Cymande,
Deepchord,
DNA,
Curtis Mayfield,
Minutemen,
Essential Logic,
Archie Shepp,
X-102,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The J.B.'s,
Wings,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Associates,
The Last Poets,
Godley & Creme,
Don Cherry,
OOIOO,
Bootsy Collins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eurythmics,
Negative Approach,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Malaria!,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fugazi,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Grass Roots,
June Days,
Jesper Dahlback,
Babytalk,
ABBA,
Carl Craig,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sällskapet,
John Foxx,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.