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 United States and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 marimba 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 Index to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Livin' Joy,
Eric Dolphy,
The Martian,
Erasure,
Robert Wyatt,
Suburban Knight,
Eli Mardock,
Matthew Bourne,
Monks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
X-101,
Kas Product,
David Axelrod,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rites of Spring,
L. Decosne,
June of 44,
Shuggie Otis,
The Red Krayola,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blancmange,
Black Moon,
Essential Logic,
Ken Boothe,
The Moleskins,
James White and The Blacks,
DNA,
Nation of Ulysses,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Inner City,
The Wake,
China Crisis,
Wolf Eyes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Guru Guru,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Frankie Knuckles,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hot Snakes,
Eric Copeland,
Brand Nubian,
Royal Trux,
Donny Hathaway,
Aswad,
Intrusion,
The Knickerbockers,
Danielle Patucci,
FM Einheit,
New Order,
Magma,
Arab on Radar,
Boz Scaggs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.