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 Panama and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes 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 Sällskapet to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scratch Acid,
Monolake,
U.S. Maple,
Excepter,
David McCallum,
Saccharine Trust,
Eric Dolphy,
Bluetip,
Joyce Sims,
the Human League,
Quantec,
Arthur Verocai,
Visage,
Brand Nubian,
David Bowie,
Yazoo,
Franke,
Pet Shop Boys,
The J.B.'s,
Index,
Gerry Rafferty,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scion,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Moody Blues,
a-ha,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ralphi Rosario,
Oblivians,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gichy Dan,
Black Moon,
Max Romeo,
The Young Rascals,
Johnny Clarke,
Amon Düül,
Skarface,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camberwell Now,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rufus Thomas,
Byron Stingily,
The Selecter,
The Shadows of Knight,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Pus,
Archie Shepp,
Kenny Larkin,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
X-Ray Spex,
Audionom,
Adolescents,
Dawn Penn,
Animal Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.