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 Georgia and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Hasil Adkins to the punk 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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
New York Dolls,
A Certain Ratio,
Dennis Brown,
Wally Richardson,
Index,
Barbara Tucker,
Hasil Adkins,
The United States of America,
Gichy Dan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fatback Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pagans,
Warren Ellis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Massinfluence,
Adolescents,
The Doors,
Boz Scaggs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
New Order,
Marmalade,
Eddi Front,
Bluetip,
Lakeside,
Neil Young,
H. Thieme,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Frankie Knuckles,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Delta 5,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Isaac Hayes,
Quando Quango,
Alphaville,
The Trojans,
Roxette,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nirvana,
Sight & Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
Eric Copeland,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alton Ellis,
La Düsseldorf,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Skriet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sparks,
LL Cool J,
Mandrill,
Magma,
Deepchord,
The Standells,
Minny Pops,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.