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 China and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 David Axelrod to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Isaac Hayes,
Suicide,
Marcia Griffiths,
Essential Logic,
Royal Trux,
Pylon,
The Smoke,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grey Daturas,
Joensuu 1685,
The Saints,
Lebanon Hanover,
Josef K,
Ohio Players,
Bob Dylan,
Graham Central Station,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Los Fastidios,
The Cowsills,
Gabor Szabo,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Buckinghams,
The Slits,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eddi Front,
The Angels of Light,
Faraquet,
John Holt,
Ralphi Rosario,
These Immortal Souls,
Radio Birdman,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Black Dice,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gichy Dan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Alphaville,
MDC,
Freddie Wadling,
Dennis Brown,
Girls At Our Best!,
Simply Red,
James White and The Blacks,
The Techniques,
Animal Collective,
David Axelrod,
The Sound,
The Monochrome Set,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Cure,
Ituana,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Theoretical Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Steve Hackett,
China Crisis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.