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 Burkina and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
The Blackbyrds,
Brand Nubian,
K-Klass,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scott Walker,
The Music Machine,
Unrelated Segments,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Doobie Brothers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pole,
Arab on Radar,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Loose Ends,
the Swans,
Joe Smooth,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Television Personalities,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Connie Case,
Bluetip,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nirvana,
Sound Behaviour,
X-Ray Spex,
Franke,
Nico,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ice-T,
Kool Moe Dee,
Skriet,
Ponytail,
Index,
Organ,
EPMD,
Supertramp,
Babytalk,
Bob Dylan,
Nick Fraelich,
Heaven 17,
The Moleskins,
Bill Near,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Buckinghams,
Marmalade,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Evens,
Radiohead,
Boogie Down Productions,
Laurel Aitken,
The Techniques,
AZ,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Standells,
Ohio Players,
The Names,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.