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 Singapore and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 chamberlin 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 Arthur Verocai to the electroclash 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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
The Happenings,
June Days,
The Golliwogs,
Kaleidoscope,
Eric B and Rakim,
Trumans Water,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Eric Copeland,
Animal Collective,
Tom Boy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Au Pairs,
Pole,
Todd Rundgren,
The Durutti Column,
Talk Talk,
Ken Boothe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lyres,
Dawn Penn,
Barrington Levy,
Malaria!,
Jacob Miller,
Visage,
Pantaleimon,
Glenn Branca,
Dark Day,
The Detroit Cobras,
Terry Callier,
X-101,
Ultra Naté,
Panda Bear,
Joe Smooth,
Peter and Kerry,
Saccharine Trust,
The Stooges,
Isaac Hayes,
Sparks,
Matthew Bourne,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brass Construction,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eddi Front,
Icehouse,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Shuggie Otis,
Main Source,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
KRS-One,
Danielle Patucci,
Piero Umiliani,
Skriet,
The Mojo Men,
One Last Wish,
Amon Düül,
The Young Rascals,
Carl Craig,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.