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 Yemen and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 Roy Ayers to the electroclash 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Johnny Clarke,
Eli Mardock,
Motorama,
Index,
Josef K,
The Tremeloes,
Supertramp,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gabor Szabo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Con Funk Shun,
Reagan Youth,
Young Marble Giants,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bronski Beat,
OOIOO,
Soul Sonic Force,
Liliput,
Ossler,
10cc,
Vainqueur,
Eric Dolphy,
John Coltrane,
Depeche Mode,
EPMD,
Sister Nancy,
The Wake,
The Human League,
Franke,
Joe Finger,
The Slits,
Ten City,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Slackers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Doors,
Can,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pharoah Sanders,
Arcadia,
The Detroit Cobras,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pierre Henry,
Simply Red,
Deepchord,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mary Jane Girls,
Albert Ayler,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dark Day,
Cymande,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Basic Channel,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Shoche,
The Cramps,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.