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 Djibouti and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 8 Eyed Spy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sex Pistols record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Amazonics,
Scott Walker,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bill Near,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stiv Bators,
The Zeros,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Talk Talk,
the Human League,
Kerri Chandler,
The Gap Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Anakelly,
Television,
Monolake,
Audionom,
ABC,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cybotron,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare,
The Selecter,
The Standells,
Barclay James Harvest,
Roxette,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Cowsills,
Blancmange,
Sonic Youth,
The Index,
Agent Orange,
Magma,
Crooked Eye,
Motorama,
John Cale,
Joyce Sims,
Crash Course in Science,
Vladislav Delay,
Bauhaus,
UT,
Amon Düül II,
Lakeside,
The Saints,
Sällskapet,
Fugazi,
Circle Jerks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bang On A Can,
Ossler,
The Monochrome Set,
Lucky Dragons,
Guru Guru,
Reuben Wilson,
Judy Mowatt,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.