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 Netherlands and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ 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 Ken Boothe to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Sarah Menescal,
Derrick Morgan,
Quantec,
New York Dolls,
The Neon Judgement,
Pylon,
MC5,
The Star Department,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eric Dolphy,
The Durutti Column,
cv313,
Minnie Riperton,
Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sun City Girls,
Essential Logic,
Joey Negro,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Monks,
Bobby Sherman,
Metal Thangz,
Cheater Slicks,
Section 25,
Minutemen,
Lindisfarne,
The Evens,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ten City,
Angry Samoans,
This Heat,
Fela Kuti,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Neu!,
Brand Nubian,
The Kinks,
The Modern Lovers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Negative Approach,
Rosa Yemen,
Ken Boothe,
Alison Limerick,
Johnny Osbourne,
Junior Murvin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Josef K,
The Monochrome Set,
the Germs,
Aural Exciters,
Faraquet,
Janne Schatter,
World's Most,
Graham Central Station,
The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang.
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.