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 Libya and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bizarre Inc. to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
The United States of America,
Unrelated Segments,
Von Mondo,
ABC,
The Fortunes,
10cc,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Funkadelic,
Darondo,
The Kinks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Blackbyrds,
Reuben Wilson,
Fat Boys,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Star Department,
Average White Band,
Erasure,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kerri Chandler,
Negative Approach,
Grauzone,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kenny Larkin,
The Leaves,
Derrick May,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Leonard Cohen,
The Searchers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Fugs,
Index,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
One Last Wish,
Camouflage,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Misunderstood,
Parry Music,
The Birthday Party,
Duran Duran,
The Motions,
Amon Düül II,
Monks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Quadrant,
Marine Girls,
Isaac Hayes,
Scrapy,
Erykah Badu,
Todd Rundgren,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soulsonic Force,
Outsiders,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
CMW,
Oblivians,
The Cure,
Surgeon,
The Modern Lovers,
Drexciya,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.