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 India and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro 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 Gong to the techno 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
FM Einheit,
Pagans,
Neil Young,
the Soft Cell,
Eurythmics,
Johnny Osbourne,
Man Eating Sloth,
10cc,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nico,
Quando Quango,
Nik Kershaw,
Judy Mowatt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Zeros,
Minny Pops,
Joe Finger,
Skaos,
Blake Baxter,
Make Up,
Bill Near,
The Selecter,
Grey Daturas,
the Human League,
JFA,
Radio Birdman,
The Residents,
Aloha Tigers,
Animal Collective,
DJ Sneak,
Oblivians,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Cowsills,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Durutti Column,
Public Image Ltd.,
Moss Icon,
Adolescents,
Wings,
Bill Wells,
Cybotron,
June Days,
The Fugs,
Kayak,
Don Cherry,
Avey Tare,
Kerri Chandler,
Faust,
Swans,
Tres Demented,
Goldenarms,
Kool Moe Dee,
Quantec,
Joey Negro,
Minor Threat,
Buzzcocks,
The Seeds,
Eric Copeland,
Masters at Work,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.