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 Croatia and from Copenhagen.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South 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 Royal Trux to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Pulsallama,
Swell Maps,
Trumans Water,
The Walker Brothers,
FM Einheit,
Joey Negro,
F. McDonald,
Joensuu 1685,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Arab on Radar,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Minnie Riperton,
the Fania All-Stars,
T.S.O.L.,
Hashim,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Misunderstood,
Lee Hazlewood,
Underground Resistance,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Khruangbin,
Idris Muhammad,
Joyce Sims,
John Coltrane,
Letta Mbulu,
Schoolly D,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Unrelated Segments,
The Smoke,
Barbara Tucker,
The J.B.'s,
the Normal,
Lungfish,
Dennis Brown,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Junior Murvin,
Magma,
The Sonics,
Thee Headcoats,
Funkadelic,
Eden Ahbez,
Rapeman,
Radiohead,
Minor Threat,
Eli Mardock,
Rosa Yemen,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Martian,
The Blues Magoos,
Ultra Naté,
Rufus Thomas,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Barrington Levy,
Liliput,
kango's stein massive,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.