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 Tonga and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord 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 Moss Icon to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
EPMD,
Suburban Knight,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Television,
The Slackers,
Marc Almond,
David McCallum,
Jerry's Kids,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pierre Henry,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cramps,
Neu!,
Depeche Mode,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arcadia,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Christie,
Erykah Badu,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
CMW,
Altered Images,
Organ,
Whodini,
Curtis Mayfield,
Liliput,
The Gladiators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Aloha Tigers,
John Coltrane,
Camouflage,
Johnny Clarke,
D'Angelo,
the Normal,
Glenn Branca,
Juan Atkins,
Susan Cadogan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
New Order,
Lightning Bolt,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scan 7,
Roy Ayers,
Agitation Free,
Crispy Ambulance,
Adolescents,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tubeway Army,
Boredoms,
Groovy Waters,
Freddie Wadling,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Banda Bassotti,
Moby Grape,
Wasted Youth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Underground Resistance,
Alice Coltrane,
Index,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.