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 Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer 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 The Last Poets to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
The Five Americans,
The Seeds,
Black Flag,
The Motions,
Goldenarms,
Pantytec,
Frankie Knuckles,
Swell Maps,
La Düsseldorf,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
EPMD,
Nas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aloha Tigers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Saints,
Khruangbin,
Ponytail,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eddi Front,
Model 500,
Chrome,
Brass Construction,
Ralphi Rosario,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pole,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bang On A Can,
Jerry's Kids,
Royal Trux,
Marvin Gaye,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pulsallama,
Quadrant,
Pylon,
Camouflage,
Girls At Our Best!,
Duran Duran,
The Gories,
AZ,
Camberwell Now,
Al Stewart,
F. McDonald,
Silicon Teens,
Lalo Schifrin,
Television Personalities,
Tres Demented,
Man Parrish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scion,
Skriet,
Cybotron,
FM Einheit,
Ultravox,
Minny Pops,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.