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 Togo and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 David Bowie 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 rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Alphaville,
KRS-One,
Johnny Clarke,
The Monochrome Set,
Ultravox,
Echospace,
June of 44,
Isaac Hayes,
The Black Dice,
The Smoke,
Au Pairs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Boredoms,
The Gap Band,
Guru Guru,
The Buckinghams,
Bobby Byrd,
Rekid,
The Young Rascals,
Derrick Morgan,
Lalann,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bush Tetras,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scientists,
Sonic Youth,
Stetsasonic,
Ten City,
Public Image Ltd.,
Camberwell Now,
Eric Copeland,
E-Dancer,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kas Product,
Prince Buster,
Negative Approach,
The Trojans,
The Star Department,
Marmalade,
Donald Byrd,
Bluetip,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sixth Finger,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Howard Jones,
The Electric Prunes,
Matthew Bourne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Arab on Radar,
Agent Orange,
Black Moon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rites of Spring,
The Vogues,
Stereo Dub,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.