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 France and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 John Foxx to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Faraquet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ten City,
Nirvana,
Can,
Gabor Szabo,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scan 7,
Lucky Dragons,
Los Fastidios,
Theoretical Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
The Last Poets,
Joyce Sims,
Eric Copeland,
T.S.O.L.,
Quando Quango,
Chris Corsano,
Arthur Verocai,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rod Modell,
Nils Olav,
Danielle Patucci,
Johnny Clarke,
Steve Hackett,
Henry Cow,
The Star Department,
Average White Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sister Nancy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
New Order,
Hashim,
Easy Going,
Harmonia,
Siglo XX,
Youth Brigade,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scientists,
Sun Ra,
Anthony Braxton,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cal Tjader,
Howard Jones,
Glenn Branca,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Womack,
Blossom Toes,
Gong,
The Dirtbombs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Stooges,
The Dave Clark Five,
OOIOO,
Mandrill,
June of 44,
Godley & Creme,
Pulsallama,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.