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 Romania and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Isaac Hayes to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Siglo XX,
Glambeats Corp.,
R.M.O.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Reuben Wilson,
Q and Not U,
Roy Ayers,
Talk Talk,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Blake Baxter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sun City Girls,
Slick Rick,
Stetsasonic,
Essential Logic,
Blancmange,
cv313,
Black Flag,
The Five Americans,
Fad Gadget,
Jerry's Kids,
Crime,
The Dead C,
Hashim,
Lakeside,
the Soft Cell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed,
Parry Music,
Intrusion,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Silicon Teens,
Technova,
Letta Mbulu,
Hardrive,
Nils Olav,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
June Days,
Metal Thangz,
Guru Guru,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Liliput,
Oblivians,
Mark Hollis,
The Sonics,
Deadbeat,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sonic Youth,
CMW,
Masters at Work,
8 Eyed Spy,
Popol Vuh,
Cybotron,
EPMD,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Freddie Wadling,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.