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 Senegal and from London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Excepter to the rock 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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultravox,
The Motions,
The Moleskins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
JFA,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jeff Mills,
Ultimate Spinach,
Man Eating Sloth,
Man Parrish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rosa Yemen,
Fela Kuti,
Motorama,
UT,
Livin' Joy,
Quantec,
Yellowson,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Deakin,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amon Düül,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Josef K,
Alison Limerick,
Andrew Hill,
Lyres,
Suburban Knight,
Pere Ubu,
The Music Machine,
Joe Finger,
Tim Buckley,
X-102,
Sandy B,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Monochrome Set,
Ultra Naté,
Pantytec,
Barry Ungar,
Ornette Coleman,
Q and Not U,
Bobby Womack,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Germs,
Can,
Matthew Halsall,
Agent Orange,
Joe Smooth,
The Kinks,
Donny Hathaway,
Intrusion,
Lungfish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New Age Steppers,
Scion,
Mantronix,
Deadbeat,
The Searchers,
X-Ray Spex,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.