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 Argentina and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Human League to the jazz 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 Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sonic Youth,
Can,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Theoretical Girls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Peter & Gordon,
Brick,
Cluster,
MC5,
Ponytail,
Metal Thangz,
Chrome,
Dorothy Ashby,
Godley & Creme,
The Dirtbombs,
Chris Corsano,
Warren Ellis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Urselle,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gong,
48th St. Collective,
Aswad,
Dennis Brown,
Boogie Down Productions,
Faust,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ronnie Foster,
The Flesh Eaters,
Colin Newman,
R.M.O.,
The Young Rascals,
Erasure,
Scan 7,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alice Coltrane,
Arthur Verocai,
The Modern Lovers,
DJ Style,
The Velvet Underground,
Henry Cow,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kayak,
Siglo XX,
Visage,
Thompson Twins,
the Normal,
Popol Vuh,
Lalann,
Brass Construction,
Circle Jerks,
Nas,
New Order,
Swans,
Ohio Players,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bluetip,
Rapeman,
Gang of Four,
Eric Copeland,
Vainqueur,
Stereo Dub,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.