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 Papua New Guinea and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Bill Wells to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wire,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cluster,
Brass Construction,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hashim,
Cybotron,
X-102,
The Gun Club,
Byron Stingily,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Q65,
The Grass Roots,
Theoretical Girls,
DJ Style,
Los Fastidios,
Peter & Gordon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Derrick May,
Althea and Donna,
Guru Guru,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Brothers Johnson,
La Düsseldorf,
Nirvana,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Roy Ayers,
Metal Thangz,
Faust,
Skarface,
Mo-Dettes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Maleditus Sound,
Mission of Burma,
John Coltrane,
K-Klass,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Buckinghams,
Audionom,
Q and Not U,
Grauzone,
ABBA,
Johnny Clarke,
Index,
OOIOO,
Subhumans,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Birthday Party,
Radiohead,
Josef K,
Fluxion,
Pere Ubu,
Ice-T,
Man Eating Sloth,
Matthew Halsall,
Ken Boothe,
Jawbox,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.