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 Switzerland and from Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tim Buckley to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Lakeside,
China Crisis,
Crooked Eye,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lucky Dragons,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barry Ungar,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camouflage,
The Golliwogs,
Eurythmics,
Jacob Miller,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
a-ha,
The Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Zeros,
Parry Music,
Make Up,
Easy Going,
The Fortunes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
June of 44,
Clear Light,
The Cramps,
The Young Rascals,
Vladislav Delay,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Stetsasonic,
Zapp,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Smoke,
Lou Christie,
Eddi Front,
The Walker Brothers,
Q and Not U,
Excepter,
Jeff Mills,
Iggy Pop,
Joy Division,
Eve St. Jones,
Index,
The Blackbyrds,
Wings,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Anakelly,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Spandau Ballet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Thee Headcoats,
Niagra,
Bobby Womack,
Leonard Cohen,
Pharoah Sanders,
Symarip,
Echospace,
Guru Guru,
Joensuu 1685,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.