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 Equatorial Guinea and from Lagos.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pussy Galore to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Wasted Youth,
The Count Five,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Blues Magoos,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pantytec,
Aaron Thompson,
Groovy Waters,
The United States of America,
Average White Band,
Jacques Brel,
Max Romeo,
Malaria!,
Hashim,
Tropical Tobacco,
Little Man,
Sixth Finger,
The Raincoats,
These Immortal Souls,
Section 25,
The Velvet Underground,
Lucky Dragons,
Dave Gahan,
Au Pairs,
Moss Icon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Magma,
The Victims,
Bobby Womack,
T. Rex,
Mad Mike,
Metal Thangz,
Neu!,
Michelle Simonal,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Anthony Braxton,
cv313,
Visage,
The Cramps,
Fluxion,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soul Sonic Force,
Skaos,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Terry Callier,
Black Bananas,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fat Boys,
The Gladiators,
Kurtis Blow,
Lalann,
Cal Tjader,
F. McDonald,
Ohio Players,
Lebanon Hanover,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wings,
The Electric Prunes,
Index,
X-102,
Liliput,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.