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 Belize and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Joey Negro to the disco 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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Leonard Cohen,
Tubeway Army,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Porter Ricks,
Gang Starr,
Icehouse,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gabor Szabo,
Spoonie Gee,
The Kinks,
The Fall,
Amazonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Technova,
Agent Orange,
John Coltrane,
Thompson Twins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Colin Newman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Techniques,
The Fuzztones,
Lyres,
Donald Byrd,
Ultra Naté,
Beasts of Bourbon,
L. Decosne,
Arthur Verocai,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Star Department,
Marmalade,
Zapp,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tres Demented,
Cymande,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dave Gahan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Black Pus,
F. McDonald,
Joey Negro,
New Age Steppers,
The Mojo Men,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Raincoats,
Kas Product,
Procol Harum,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mars,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Popol Vuh,
Lightning Bolt,
Brass Construction,
The Cure,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Black Sheep,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.