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 Monaco and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator 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 John Lydon to the grime 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Archie Shepp,
Pharoah Sanders,
Alison Limerick,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ornette Coleman,
These Immortal Souls,
UT,
Pussy Galore,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Happenings,
the Bar-Kays,
Eurythmics,
Animal Collective,
The Fugs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Dirtbombs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sparks,
Pierre Henry,
Au Pairs,
James White and The Blacks,
Gabor Szabo,
Half Japanese,
Sun Ra,
Sarah Menescal,
Eric Copeland,
Brothers Johnson,
Moebius,
Dual Sessions,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Sneak,
Theoretical Girls,
Eddi Front,
Monolake,
Crime,
Amon Düül II,
Deakin,
FM Einheit,
The Residents,
The Techniques,
Mission of Burma,
Wire,
MDC,
The Birthday Party,
Graham Central Station,
Echospace,
The Golliwogs,
Aswad,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Oblivians,
Hoover,
Soul Sonic Force,
Howard Jones,
Hot Snakes,
Minny Pops,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Alphaville,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.