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 Netherlands and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the crunk 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Boredoms,
Porter Ricks,
Los Fastidios,
Sun Ra,
Index,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-101,
FM Einheit,
The Moleskins,
Nik Kershaw,
Marvin Gaye,
Dead Boys,
Camberwell Now,
Cybotron,
Todd Terry,
Drexciya,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter and Kerry,
Thompson Twins,
The Mummies,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Music Machine,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lungfish,
Dennis Brown,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Curtis Mayfield,
Piero Umiliani,
Pussy Galore,
Pere Ubu,
Ultravox,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Grandmaster Flash,
Magma,
Barrington Levy,
EPMD,
Joe Finger,
Albert Ayler,
Quando Quango,
Reagan Youth,
Roxy Music,
Quadrant,
the Slits,
Archie Shepp,
A Certain Ratio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Minnie Riperton,
Von Mondo,
Marc Almond,
Das Ding,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Velvet Underground,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.