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 Cuba and from Houston.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Gang of Four to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
The Gories,
New Age Steppers,
The Stooges,
Minnie Riperton,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Cramps,
The Trojans,
The Cowsills,
Brick,
Eve St. Jones,
Piero Umiliani,
Neu!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lalann,
Lower 48,
Fear,
Kurtis Blow,
The Moody Blues,
Jesper Dahlback,
Technova,
Japan,
Lyres,
Sound Behaviour,
Qualms,
Peter & Gordon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Massinfluence,
Young Marble Giants,
Avey Tare,
This Heat,
Minor Threat,
Icehouse,
Das Ding,
Niagra,
Oneida,
Slave,
L. Decosne,
Jawbox,
Graham Central Station,
Lungfish,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Swans,
The Wake,
Stiv Bators,
Pagans,
Matthew Bourne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ten City,
Nick Fraelich,
Crooked Eye,
Pet Shop Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Spoonie Gee,
Theoretical Girls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Chris Corsano,
The Count Five,
Nik Kershaw,
The Raincoats,
LL Cool J,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.