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 Hungary and from Mexico City.
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 Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kaleidoscope to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Alison Limerick,
Bush Tetras,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scion,
Pulsallama,
Barclay James Harvest,
Boredoms,
Eden Ahbez,
New Order,
World's Most,
The Doors,
Gerry Rafferty,
Steve Hackett,
Severed Heads,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Model 500,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gabor Szabo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Carl Craig,
Wolf Eyes,
The Selecter,
The J.B.'s,
The Mojo Men,
John Lydon,
The Litter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Pretty Things,
the Soft Cell,
Barry Ungar,
Letta Mbulu,
Grandmaster Flash,
Deepchord,
Wire,
Fugazi,
Electric Prunes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Deakin,
Eddi Front,
Livin' Joy,
Mission of Burma,
Roy Ayers,
Supertramp,
Monolake,
Clear Light,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Human League,
The Electric Prunes,
The Modern Lovers,
Groovy Waters,
Todd Terry,
Mantronix,
David Axelrod,
Crispy Ambulance,
Man Parrish,
Ice-T,
The Happenings,
Sex Pistols,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
R.M.O.,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.