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 Nauru and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dave Clark Five to the rock 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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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 jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
Anakelly,
Index,
Make Up,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soul Sonic Force,
Visage,
Sight & Sound,
Marc Almond,
The Fire Engines,
Aural Exciters,
Lungfish,
Arab on Radar,
Sex Pistols,
DNA,
Mark Hollis,
Howard Jones,
Nils Olav,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Motions,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Gories,
the Human League,
Sugar Minott,
Traffic Nightmare,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Last Poets,
Section 25,
Scott Walker,
Altered Images,
Schoolly D,
Rod Modell,
the Slits,
The Associates,
Negative Approach,
Mars,
Lindisfarne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
This Heat,
EPMD,
June of 44,
Alphaville,
Kurtis Blow,
Reagan Youth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Moby Grape,
Nico,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Funkadelic,
Scion,
Amon Düül,
Das Ding,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Subhumans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tom Boy,
Kaleidoscope,
The Divine Comedy,
New York Dolls,
X-102,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.