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 Indonesia and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Schoolly D to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro 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 chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Organ,
Wolf Eyes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pylon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Magma,
Theoretical Girls,
Idris Muhammad,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sight & Sound,
Scratch Acid,
Sex Pistols,
the Association,
Crime,
Flamin' Groovies,
Japan,
Erasure,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Thompson Twins,
Aural Exciters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Clear Light,
Eric Dolphy,
PIL,
Kas Product,
Soulsonic Force,
Junior Murvin,
Joey Negro,
Ossler,
The Velvet Underground,
Television,
Panda Bear,
The Move,
The Residents,
Average White Band,
The Divine Comedy,
Accadde A,
Sonny Sharrock,
ABBA,
Susan Cadogan,
CMW,
Minny Pops,
La Düsseldorf,
Bobby Sherman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nation of Ulysses,
David McCallum,
Cymande,
Metal Thangz,
Eli Mardock,
Pantaleimon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blancmange,
Easy Going,
Eric Copeland,
Yusef Lateef,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.