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 Slovakia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Outsiders to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Quando Quango,
Gang Green,
Aswad,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Con Funk Shun,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Music Machine,
Sparks,
Roxy Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
EPMD,
Dave Gahan,
Stetsasonic,
Trumans Water,
Absolute Body Control,
The Invisible,
Young Marble Giants,
Sonic Youth,
The Gories,
Zapp,
Pantytec,
The Leaves,
Don Cherry,
Masters at Work,
Boredoms,
Kas Product,
Suburban Knight,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Seeds,
Peter and Kerry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jeff Mills,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Glambeats Corp.,
a-ha,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tommy Roe,
Fat Boys,
Electric Prunes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ice-T,
John Cale,
Junior Murvin,
Blossom Toes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
kango's stein massive,
Visage,
Graham Central Station,
The Sonics,
Vladislav Delay,
The Remains,
Soul II Soul,
The Move,
La Düsseldorf,
Procol Harum,
Ronan,
Silicon Teens,
Los Fastidios,
the Slits,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Big Daddy Kane,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.