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 Egypt and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum 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 Jesus and Mary Chain to the punk 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Sheep,
Fat Boys,
Alton Ellis,
Gang Green,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Smog,
Accadde A,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Slave,
John Cale,
The Shadows of Knight,
This Heat,
Wire,
David McCallum,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Desert Stars,
Soft Cell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Fall,
Roy Ayers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sight & Sound,
Rites of Spring,
Peter and Kerry,
Model 500,
Buzzcocks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yusef Lateef,
The Moody Blues,
Radiopuhelimet,
Thee Headcoats,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dennis Brown,
Rosa Yemen,
Brand Nubian,
Goldenarms,
the Sonics,
Joe Smooth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cameo,
Malaria!,
Drexciya,
the Slits,
Tommy Roe,
Pet Shop Boys,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Fire Engines,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Faraquet,
Agent Orange,
Kerrie Biddell,
Matthew Bourne,
Hashim,
The Trojans,
Joe Finger,
The Doobie Brothers,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.