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 Ethiopia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Yaz to the grime 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
The American Breed,
Audionom,
Mo-Dettes,
Agitation Free,
Swans,
New York Dolls,
Basic Channel,
The Monks,
The Dirtbombs,
Toni Rubio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stetsasonic,
Amazonics,
The Sonics,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bob Dylan,
Dave Gahan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bluetip,
Joey Negro,
The Barracudas,
Delta 5,
Bang On A Can,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Letta Mbulu,
Adolescents,
Pantytec,
Soul II Soul,
Dark Day,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Blossom Toes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobby Byrd,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Qualms,
The Associates,
Susan Cadogan,
Visage,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Divine Comedy,
Nick Fraelich,
X-Ray Spex,
Marmalade,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fela Kuti,
Pere Ubu,
Zapp,
Leonard Cohen,
Eric B and Rakim,
Alton Ellis,
Ice-T,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minutemen,
Urselle,
Derrick Morgan,
Altered Images,
Rites of Spring,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lyres,
Scrapy,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.