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 Yemen and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the snare 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 Sugar Minott to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Seeds. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Lyres,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Standells,
Electric Prunes,
The Pop Group,
Tom Boy,
Harmonia,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roy Ayers,
L. Decosne,
Albert Ayler,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
LL Cool J,
48th St. Collective,
Anakelly,
ABBA,
Y Pants,
The Grass Roots,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nik Kershaw,
Soft Cell,
The Tremeloes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pulsallama,
Cybotron,
Janne Schatter,
Mars,
Roxette,
DNA,
China Crisis,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Velvet Underground,
Deakin,
Drive Like Jehu,
Guru Guru,
The Motions,
Accadde A,
Alton Ellis,
David McCallum,
Swans,
Youth Brigade,
Altered Images,
Depeche Mode,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hardrive,
Pantaleimon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronnie Foster,
X-Ray Spex,
The Slits,
Unrelated Segments,
Sly & The Family Stone,
T.S.O.L.,
Make Up,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.