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 Mali and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Pop Group to the crunk 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Banda Bassotti,
X-102,
Japan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Newcleus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Talk Talk,
Bang On A Can,
Traffic Nightmare,
New Age Steppers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Youth Brigade,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rotary Connection,
Alton Ellis,
David McCallum,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Moon,
The Techniques,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
June of 44,
The Blackbyrds,
Brand Nubian,
Rod Modell,
Toni Rubio,
Jandek,
Ohio Players,
Sixth Finger,
Essential Logic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Echospace,
Amon Düül II,
The Barracudas,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joe Smooth,
the Soft Cell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sam Rivers,
The Dirtbombs,
Popol Vuh,
Joe Finger,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dead Boys,
the Human League,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Names,
Eddi Front,
Hardrive,
EPMD,
F. McDonald,
Masters at Work,
Monolake,
Q65,
Bad Manners,
The Index,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Liliput,
Ultimate Spinach,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.