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 Guatemala and from Glasgow.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Althea and Donna to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Mark Hollis,
Erykah Badu,
World's Most,
The Misunderstood,
Scan 7,
the Germs,
Junior Murvin,
Glambeats Corp.,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sun City Girls,
the Slits,
La Düsseldorf,
Moebius,
Johnny Osbourne,
Severed Heads,
Theoretical Girls,
David Axelrod,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Happenings,
Ten City,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Angels of Light,
Leonard Cohen,
Yaz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Monks,
Motorama,
Sun Ra,
Peter & Gordon,
Quantec,
T. Rex,
Masters at Work,
Babytalk,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Bananas,
The Pop Group,
Ken Boothe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barbara Tucker,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Qualms,
ABBA,
Mission of Burma,
EPMD,
The Fire Engines,
Underground Resistance,
Tim Buckley,
Quando Quango,
Joe Finger,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The J.B.'s,
Infiniti,
Agitation Free,
Crispy Ambulance,
Main Source,
Laurel Aitken,
Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.
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.