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 Qatar and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Magma to the rap 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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Slave,
Popol Vuh,
Johnny Osbourne,
Excepter,
Todd Rundgren,
The Shadows of Knight,
D'Angelo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ken Boothe,
Icehouse,
Gichy Dan,
Jandek,
Pulsallama,
Eli Mardock,
Siglo XX,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Spoonie Gee,
Hot Snakes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Stereo Dub,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Radio Birdman,
Soul II Soul,
Agent Orange,
Aaron Thompson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Drexciya,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
MDC,
Wasted Youth,
Lower 48,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rapeman,
The Skatalites,
Drive Like Jehu,
Inner City,
Technova,
Juan Atkins,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
ABBA,
Neu!,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Golliwogs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
AZ,
Scott Walker,
Agitation Free,
kango's stein massive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Amazonics,
Susan Cadogan,
Bauhaus,
Hashim,
Gabor Szabo,
Boz Scaggs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Thompson Twins,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
cv313,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.