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 Dominica and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Salvador.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ohio Players to the jazz 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Bananas,
Reuben Wilson,
Average White Band,
The Gories,
Amon Düül II,
Panda Bear,
Dawn Penn,
Easy Going,
Franke,
Godley & Creme,
Essential Logic,
The Divine Comedy,
Duran Duran,
Vainqueur,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Audionom,
B.T. Express,
Public Image Ltd.,
Radio Birdman,
Thee Headcoats,
The Saints,
Rites of Spring,
Brothers Johnson,
Agitation Free,
T.S.O.L.,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Moon,
Sight & Sound,
Marmalade,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tres Demented,
Piero Umiliani,
New Age Steppers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Goldenarms,
The J.B.'s,
Jesper Dahlback,
Slave,
Absolute Body Control,
The Slackers,
The Raincoats,
The Doors,
Kerri Chandler,
Roxy Music,
Terry Callier,
Minny Pops,
James White and The Blacks,
Blake Baxter,
The Victims,
Bronski Beat,
Leonard Cohen,
Donny Hathaway,
Drive Like Jehu,
Danielle Patucci,
New Order,
The Index,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Evens,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.