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 Congo and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar 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 Swans to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Rotary Connection,
Visage,
Intrusion,
Y Pants,
Judy Mowatt,
Prince Buster,
Sight & Sound,
The J.B.'s,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jandek,
Eden Ahbez,
Swell Maps,
Derrick Morgan,
Organ,
Hoover,
Gang Gang Dance,
The American Breed,
John Cale,
Eve St. Jones,
Can,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lucky Dragons,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Erasure,
The Techniques,
The Golliwogs,
U.S. Maple,
Underground Resistance,
John Holt,
Juan Atkins,
Eli Mardock,
ABBA,
Barrington Levy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bobby Byrd,
Ossler,
Supertramp,
AZ,
The Gap Band,
Deepchord,
The United States of America,
Technova,
Lou Reed,
Q and Not U,
Idris Muhammad,
Grandmaster Flash,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tears for Fears,
New Age Steppers,
D'Angelo,
The Shadows of Knight,
DJ Style,
The Flesh Eaters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Malaria!,
Monks,
The Red Krayola,
Faraquet,
Half Japanese,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.