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 Monaco and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia 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 linndrum 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 Sparks to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Ponytail,
Pierre Henry,
Trumans Water,
Sugar Minott,
Man Eating Sloth,
David McCallum,
cv313,
The Grass Roots,
The Count Five,
Nils Olav,
Bootsy Collins,
China Crisis,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Freddie Wadling,
Brothers Johnson,
Main Source,
Chris & Cosey,
Ornette Coleman,
Yazoo,
Slick Rick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jerry's Kids,
Deepchord,
D'Angelo,
Alphaville,
the Germs,
Reuben Wilson,
The J.B.'s,
Maurizio,
JFA,
The Golliwogs,
The Skatalites,
MDC,
Ronnie Foster,
Urselle,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Searchers,
Crime,
Scan 7,
Janne Schatter,
Susan Cadogan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Desert Stars,
Circle Jerks,
Magma,
Franke,
Colin Newman,
Bush Tetras,
The Trojans,
Bluetip,
Mission of Burma,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rotary Connection,
The Dead C,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Electric Prunes,
Roxy Music,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.