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 Austria and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Black Flag to the dance 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Dual Sessions,
Reagan Youth,
K-Klass,
Sällskapet,
Arcadia,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
OOIOO,
Yaz,
MC5,
Icehouse,
Tim Buckley,
Steve Hackett,
Rekid,
Mad Mike,
Rufus Thomas,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aloha Tigers,
Amazonics,
Duran Duran,
John Cale,
Con Funk Shun,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Outsiders,
Niagra,
Scion,
Junior Murvin,
The Evens,
Derrick Morgan,
Roxette,
Masters at Work,
The Remains,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Beau Brummels,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Prince Buster,
The Fuzztones,
Josef K,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
New York Dolls,
Yellowson,
Eddi Front,
Skaos,
ABBA,
Lower 48,
Cecil Taylor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Germs,
Nils Olav,
Pussy Galore,
Gregory Isaacs,
Flash Fearless,
H. Thieme,
Quadrant,
Radiohead,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joe Smooth,
Rotary Connection,
Iggy Pop,
Basic Channel,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.