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 Congo 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Technova to the rock 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 The Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Johnny Clarke,
Marcia Griffiths,
Organ,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Brand Nubian,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mr. Review,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Mojo Men,
Accadde A,
Rhythm & Sound,
Franke,
Camberwell Now,
Jeff Lynne,
Japan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Josef K,
Moby Grape,
Deakin,
Marshall Jefferson,
Von Mondo,
Anthony Braxton,
Darondo,
Make Up,
the Germs,
Soulsonic Force,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
La Düsseldorf,
Procol Harum,
John Coltrane,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Don Cherry,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sparks,
Bill Wells,
Popol Vuh,
Spandau Ballet,
Pet Shop Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aaron Thompson,
Janne Schatter,
Kurtis Blow,
Excepter,
The Offenders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Amazonics,
World's Most,
The Move,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erykah Badu,
Fat Boys,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cecil Taylor,
Jimmy McGriff,
Surgeon,
Ituana,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.