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 Austria and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pharoah Sanders to the disco 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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Electric Prunes,
Subhumans,
Swell Maps,
Wasted Youth,
Aaron Thompson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Moleskins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Arthur Verocai,
Scott Walker,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Barracudas,
Michelle Simonal,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sexual Harrassment,
Porter Ricks,
Youth Brigade,
Au Pairs,
Wire,
Chrome,
The Saints,
Tears for Fears,
Inner City,
Saccharine Trust,
Soft Machine,
Eurythmics,
The Residents,
Skarface,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Amon Düül,
Magazine,
Das Ding,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nik Kershaw,
Dennis Brown,
DJ Sneak,
Roxy Music,
Max Romeo,
The United States of America,
Wally Richardson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kerri Chandler,
Pet Shop Boys,
Moby Grape,
X-101,
Sandy B,
Gang Gang Dance,
Von Mondo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Surgeon,
Gang of Four,
Altered Images,
ABC,
Trumans Water,
The Sonics,
Sister Nancy,
Essential Logic,
Fluxion,
Camouflage,
Laurel Aitken,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.