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 Jordan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Organ to the rap 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rakim,
The Residents,
Skaos,
Easy Going,
John Cale,
Gil Scott Heron,
Tomorrow,
The Knickerbockers,
Hoover,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Martian,
Scratch Acid,
Rekid,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Skarface,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Frankie Knuckles,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Pus,
Neu!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Q and Not U,
Cymande,
Zero Boys,
cv313,
Camberwell Now,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dave Gahan,
Moss Icon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
David McCallum,
Outsiders,
The American Breed,
Mars,
The Techniques,
The Standells,
Gang Starr,
Rotary Connection,
Charles Mingus,
The Leaves,
June Days,
Talk Talk,
Jesper Dahlback,
Organ,
Q65,
X-Ray Spex,
Idris Muhammad,
Schoolly D,
X-102,
Bang On A Can,
Negative Approach,
Scrapy,
Freddie Wadling,
AZ,
Harmonia,
LL Cool J,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.