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 United States and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Donny Hathaway to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Amon Düül II,
Peter & Gordon,
Alice Coltrane,
David Axelrod,
Youth Brigade,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New York Dolls,
Severed Heads,
The Smoke,
Theoretical Girls,
The Divine Comedy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jeff Mills,
Aural Exciters,
The Happenings,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
John Coltrane,
Morten Harket,
Royal Trux,
Tears for Fears,
Eddi Front,
Michelle Simonal,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pole,
Cal Tjader,
Ronan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
The Gap Band,
The Kinks,
The Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Freddie Wadling,
Flash Fearless,
The Music Machine,
PIL,
Symarip,
Little Man,
Ludus,
Fad Gadget,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fugs,
Moebius,
Niagra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Archie Shepp,
The Trojans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Faraquet,
Jandek,
Marc Almond,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Q65,
Bush Tetras,
the Sonics,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang Green,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.