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 Costa Rica and from Accra.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 Bobby Sherman to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Althea and Donna,
Skarface,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Standells,
The Raincoats,
Oneida,
Maurizio,
Newcleus,
Scott Walker,
Donald Byrd,
Patti Smith,
Letta Mbulu,
Malaria!,
Ossler,
Ice-T,
Sight & Sound,
Surgeon,
Grey Daturas,
Minnie Riperton,
Little Man,
Eli Mardock,
Supertramp,
The Misunderstood,
The Slits,
Soul II Soul,
Talk Talk,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Moody Blues,
Eden Ahbez,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sparks,
Sugar Minott,
Skaos,
The Blackbyrds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Negative Approach,
Silicon Teens,
The Remains,
Pharoah Sanders,
U.S. Maple,
Minutemen,
The Human League,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Alice Coltrane,
E-Dancer,
Pagans,
Lakeside,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bootsy Collins,
Gil Scott Heron,
David Bowie,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Roxy Music,
Kaleidoscope,
Television Personalities,
The Five Americans,
Fela Kuti,
Flash Fearless,
Sarah Menescal,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.