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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Marcia Griffiths to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Thompson Twins,
Angry Samoans,
Avey Tare,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barrington Levy,
Zero Boys,
Ultra Naté,
Neu!,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Gap Band,
Cymande,
Arthur Verocai,
Hoover,
Visage,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Residents,
Bill Wells,
Stetsasonic,
Skaos,
Aural Exciters,
Nas,
The Gladiators,
Organ,
Soft Cell,
Popol Vuh,
Bauhaus,
Young Marble Giants,
Porter Ricks,
Sandy B,
Bad Manners,
The United States of America,
The Fugs,
Funkadelic,
Hardrive,
Wolf Eyes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Moebius,
Gang Gang Dance,
Agent Orange,
Lakeside,
Dave Gahan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
LL Cool J,
Gang Green,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Stooges,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacques Brel,
Jacob Miller,
The Fortunes,
B.T. Express,
Robert Hood,
Marvin Gaye,
In Retrospect,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
D'Angelo,
Subhumans,
Mark Hollis,
Dawn Penn,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.