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 East Timor and from Philadelphia.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tubeway Army to the crunk 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
The Smoke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
DNA,
The Saints,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Japan,
Sparks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quando Quango,
The Count Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Graham Central Station,
The Tremeloes,
Wolf Eyes,
Hasil Adkins,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hashim,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Junior Murvin,
Spandau Ballet,
Susan Cadogan,
The Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Monks,
The Seeds,
Soulsonic Force,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Accadde A,
In Retrospect,
Deakin,
Whodini,
Peter and Kerry,
Michelle Simonal,
Buzzcocks,
Harmonia,
Stereo Dub,
Sight & Sound,
Alphaville,
Jerry's Kids,
The Searchers,
Infiniti,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Motions,
Qualms,
Tim Buckley,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Amazonics,
Terrestrial Tones,
Youth Brigade,
The Sonics,
Urselle,
Erykah Badu,
KRS-One,
the Normal,
Alton Ellis,
The Divine Comedy,
Sixth Finger,
Kaleidoscope,
Fad Gadget,
Ice-T,
Excepter,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.