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 Lithuania and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin 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 The Grass Roots to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Names,
Mars,
the Swans,
Joe Finger,
Mad Mike,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Brick,
Agitation Free,
Organ,
Icehouse,
Cymande,
Joyce Sims,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Index,
Khruangbin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Symarip,
Archie Shepp,
The Techniques,
Yusef Lateef,
Kurtis Blow,
Gil Scott Heron,
Q65,
Pharoah Sanders,
T. Rex,
Kas Product,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Vogues,
Ossler,
The Seeds,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Moebius,
Neil Young,
10cc,
Nick Fraelich,
Liliput,
Gabor Szabo,
Public Enemy,
Pierre Henry,
Toni Rubio,
Faraquet,
Crash Course in Science,
Motorama,
The Angels of Light,
Metal Thangz,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Iggy Pop,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
New Order,
Sun City Girls,
Letta Mbulu,
Absolute Body Control,
Joe Smooth,
Livin' Joy,
Vainqueur,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.