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 Thailand and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 James White and The Blacks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Hot Snakes,
Robert Görl,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Modern Lovers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deakin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hasil Adkins,
Fear,
The Star Department,
Japan,
Donald Byrd,
Tears for Fears,
The American Breed,
Brand Nubian,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Henry Cow,
Crime,
Yazoo,
Aswad,
Half Japanese,
The Dirtbombs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Quantec,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Beau Brummels,
Ohio Players,
F. McDonald,
The Saints,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Count Five,
The Red Krayola,
T. Rex,
Laurel Aitken,
Zero Boys,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Magma,
the Normal,
Public Enemy,
Make Up,
Anthony Braxton,
Todd Rundgren,
The Angels of Light,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spoonie Gee,
Brick,
Ponytail,
Ultra Naté,
Crispian St. Peters,
Delta 5,
Judy Mowatt,
JFA,
Joey Negro,
Morten Harket,
The Associates,
Charles Mingus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Technova,
Max Romeo,
Babytalk,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.