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 Greece and from New York.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Cosmic Jokers to the rap 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Nick Fraelich,
MC5,
Lalann,
Robert Wyatt,
Ituana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ponytail,
Television,
Moebius,
The Kinks,
Con Funk Shun,
Mission of Burma,
Lyres,
Black Flag,
the Soft Cell,
Sällskapet,
Trumans Water,
Darondo,
Quando Quango,
Leonard Cohen,
Tomorrow,
Fela Kuti,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Real Kids,
Soft Machine,
Suicide,
Nas,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Divine Comedy,
James White and The Blacks,
Neu!,
The Gun Club,
Duran Duran,
Black Moon,
Simply Red,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
A Certain Ratio,
Pierre Henry,
Saccharine Trust,
Curtis Mayfield,
Chris & Cosey,
Pharoah Sanders,
June of 44,
Carl Craig,
Max Romeo,
Camberwell Now,
Bush Tetras,
The Buckinghams,
The Dave Clark Five,
Adolescents,
Wire,
Crooked Eye,
Subhumans,
Drexciya,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hashim,
Brothers Johnson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Iggy Pop,
John Coltrane,
Scientists,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.