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 Bangladesh and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Donald Fagen 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 Swans to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Shoche,
Matthew Bourne,
Eli Mardock,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cal Tjader,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marmalade,
Scientists,
Infiniti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quando Quango,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Howard Jones,
Janne Schatter,
China Crisis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Q and Not U,
Ronnie Foster,
The Tremeloes,
Tim Buckley,
Chris & Cosey,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Symarip,
Thee Headcoats,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Durutti Column,
Joyce Sims,
Das Ding,
Carl Craig,
Ornette Coleman,
The Invisible,
Junior Murvin,
The Fall,
Frankie Knuckles,
Morten Harket,
The Cure,
PIL,
Flamin' Groovies,
Buzzcocks,
The Pop Group,
Rufus Thomas,
Nik Kershaw,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang of Four,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eve St. Jones,
Skriet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Busters,
Unrelated Segments,
The Trojans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Excepter,
Godley & Creme,
Panda Bear,
Royal Trux,
Arcadia,
Amon Düül II,
Traffic Nightmare,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.