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 Denmark and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Gabor Szabo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Danielle Patucci,
Nick Fraelich,
Dark Day,
New York Dolls,
The Doors,
Roxette,
Zapp,
Outsiders,
Ossler,
Ituana,
Brick,
Jeff Mills,
Sam Rivers,
Anakelly,
Public Enemy,
The Real Kids,
Charles Mingus,
The Barracudas,
World's Most,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Saints,
Moebius,
Young Marble Giants,
Joey Negro,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Radio Birdman,
Echospace,
Bauhaus,
Inner City,
The Monochrome Set,
The Cramps,
E-Dancer,
Blancmange,
ABC,
The Wake,
Idris Muhammad,
Dennis Brown,
Jawbox,
The Toasters,
Pagans,
Marmalade,
Funky Four + One,
Susan Cadogan,
Lucky Dragons,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Grey Daturas,
Davy DMX,
Lalo Schifrin,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Laurel Aitken,
Absolute Body Control,
Nico,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sixth Finger,
Livin' Joy,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.