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 Argentina and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb 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 Cybotron to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Lindisfarne,
Tom Boy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Stetsasonic,
Vainqueur,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flipper,
The United States of America,
Panda Bear,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Groovy Waters,
Heaven 17,
Sonny Sharrock,
Livin' Joy,
Model 500,
Kurtis Blow,
The Offenders,
Chris Corsano,
Lou Christie,
Letta Mbulu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wally Richardson,
The Fall,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Byrd,
Cal Tjader,
Agent Orange,
The Divine Comedy,
Matthew Halsall,
Toni Rubio,
Drive Like Jehu,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Roxy Music,
Gang Green,
Oneida,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Minor Threat,
OOIOO,
MC5,
Audionom,
Mark Hollis,
The Cowsills,
Stockholm Monsters,
Animal Collective,
Von Mondo,
Popol Vuh,
Masters at Work,
Eurythmics,
Skaos,
Sight & Sound,
Cybotron,
Ice-T,
Franke,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bronski Beat,
Black Sheep,
Glambeats Corp.,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.