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 Colombia and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the organ 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 Easy Going 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
The Searchers,
L. Decosne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Sonics,
Guru Guru,
The Move,
Television Personalities,
Neu!,
Young Marble Giants,
The Gories,
Erasure,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hasil Adkins,
Donny Hathaway,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Leonard Cohen,
Todd Terry,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kevin Saunderson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Iggy Pop,
John Foxx,
The Wake,
The Slits,
The Fortunes,
Blancmange,
The Motions,
Pylon,
MC5,
F. McDonald,
Average White Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Last Poets,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joe Smooth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Technova,
T. Rex,
Skriet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Osbourne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Wings,
Buzzcocks,
Eve St. Jones,
Althea and Donna,
June Days,
Camouflage,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cluster,
Ohio Players,
Desert Stars,
Dennis Brown,
Sound Behaviour,
Mark Hollis,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.