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 Moldova 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Captain Beefheart 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 10cc to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Neu!,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Monolake,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Au Pairs,
The Invisible,
Mantronix,
Scott Walker,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mr. Review,
Eve St. Jones,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Curtis Mayfield,
Japan,
The Fugs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Shuggie Otis,
The Gun Club,
the Swans,
Cheater Slicks,
The Slits,
Pylon,
The New Christs,
a-ha,
Crash Course in Science,
Lakeside,
The Knickerbockers,
Blake Baxter,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Divine Comedy,
Sun Ra,
Carl Craig,
EPMD,
Derrick May,
Warren Ellis,
Infiniti,
Ohio Players,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marmalade,
Eric Copeland,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gories,
Buzzcocks,
The Moody Blues,
Davy DMX,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Cure,
Mars,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Junior Murvin,
the Sonics,
The Velvet Underground,
The Star Department,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.