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 Ecuador 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Unrelated Segments,
Kaleidoscope,
Duran Duran,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scratch Acid,
T. Rex,
Underground Resistance,
Neu!,
E-Dancer,
Roger Hodgson,
Mo-Dettes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Excepter,
The Moody Blues,
Reagan Youth,
MC5,
The Alarm Clocks,
Brass Construction,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Pus,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eric Copeland,
Soft Machine,
Rotary Connection,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lou Reed,
Donny Hathaway,
Curtis Mayfield,
Circle Jerks,
Youth Brigade,
EPMD,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tres Demented,
Au Pairs,
Isaac Hayes,
Scientists,
The Flesh Eaters,
Soul II Soul,
Simply Red,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scrapy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Main Source,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joe Smooth,
Alison Limerick,
Mandrill,
Gregory Isaacs,
Con Funk Shun,
Echospace,
Eddi Front,
Skaos,
Bush Tetras,
Yazoo,
Nico,
Blancmange,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.