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 Iran and from Madrid.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Pop Group to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lower 48,
Zero Boys,
Smog,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
cv313,
Delta 5,
Subhumans,
The Kinks,
Electric Prunes,
Q65,
Excepter,
Pulsallama,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rekid,
Lakeside,
Soft Machine,
The Remains,
Fat Boys,
The Names,
The Birthday Party,
Patti Smith,
Silicon Teens,
Dave Gahan,
Vainqueur,
Terrestrial Tones,
Metal Thangz,
The Misunderstood,
Neu!,
Gichy Dan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Red Krayola,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Livin' Joy,
World's Most,
Grandmaster Flash,
Alice Coltrane,
Moss Icon,
Jeru the Damaja,
10cc,
Scion,
The Associates,
Mark Hollis,
Guru Guru,
The Doors,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lyres,
Los Fastidios,
The Alarm Clocks,
Simply Red,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Index,
Jacques Brel,
Aloha Tigers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eden Ahbez,
The Seeds,
Hoover,
The Pretty Things,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.