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 Somalia and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba 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 Basic Channel to the disco 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Groovy Waters,
Robert Wyatt,
The Doors,
Pharoah Sanders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kayak,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mad Mike,
Bobby Byrd,
Crooked Eye,
Pantytec,
Carl Craig,
Johnny Clarke,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Man Parrish,
Patti Smith,
the Germs,
E-Dancer,
Joy Division,
Heaven 17,
Saccharine Trust,
Funky Four + One,
Scrapy,
kango's stein massive,
Country Teasers,
Nik Kershaw,
Pantaleimon,
Jesper Dahlback,
X-101,
Vladislav Delay,
Minnie Riperton,
CMW,
Lungfish,
Deepchord,
The United States of America,
Drive Like Jehu,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sound Behaviour,
Procol Harum,
Tropical Tobacco,
Archie Shepp,
The New Christs,
Audionom,
Traffic Nightmare,
Funkadelic,
Franke,
John Foxx,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Cowsills,
cv313,
Duran Duran,
Black Pus,
Bronski Beat,
The Residents,
JFA,
Stockholm Monsters,
DNA,
Talk Talk,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Electric Prunes,
Eddi Front,
the Fania All-Stars,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.