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 Dominica and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Amon Düül to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Maurizio,
Marmalade,
Lucky Dragons,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ken Boothe,
Lakeside,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Chris Corsano,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Beau Brummels,
Patti Smith,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pantytec,
Soft Cell,
Liliput,
Flash Fearless,
Curtis Mayfield,
H. Thieme,
The Skatalites,
Sound Behaviour,
Rapeman,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ultimate Spinach,
Erykah Badu,
Mo-Dettes,
The Doors,
Scan 7,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pole,
Camouflage,
Sparks,
CMW,
Essential Logic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sun City Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Divine Comedy,
Janne Schatter,
Stetsasonic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Terrestrial Tones,
LL Cool J,
Roxy Music,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
DJ Style,
Pantaleimon,
The Remains,
Lightning Bolt,
Yusef Lateef,
Sight & Sound,
Dual Sessions,
Morten Harket,
The Moody Blues,
Bluetip,
Monolake,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.