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 Jamaica and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 rhodes 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 Alice Coltrane to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Nick Fraelich,
Soul II Soul,
Kas Product,
The Stooges,
Piero Umiliani,
Saccharine Trust,
Arcadia,
Joe Smooth,
Junior Murvin,
Gil Scott Heron,
Talk Talk,
the Soft Cell,
Lower 48,
The Moleskins,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Raincoats,
The Modern Lovers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Althea and Donna,
Neu!,
Gerry Rafferty,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Neon Judgement,
MC5,
Tom Boy,
Alice Coltrane,
Deepchord,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mr. Review,
The Walker Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Steve Hackett,
The Blackbyrds,
Silicon Teens,
Howard Jones,
Pagans,
Fugazi,
World's Most,
Mars,
Visage,
Section 25,
Nirvana,
Flipper,
Popol Vuh,
Jesper Dahlback,
kango's stein massive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mo-Dettes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Schoolly D,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
These Immortal Souls,
Lucky Dragons,
Spandau Ballet,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobby Sherman,
Gang Gang Dance,
Siglo XX,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.