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 Finland and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Half Japanese to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Marine Girls,
Freddie Wadling,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Derrick May,
Minutemen,
Donald Byrd,
Aural Exciters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Brothers Johnson,
Hashim,
Joy Division,
Tomorrow,
Davy DMX,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
CMW,
Scratch Acid,
DNA,
Pole,
Bluetip,
Excepter,
Eden Ahbez,
Tears for Fears,
The Buckinghams,
Joe Finger,
Flipper,
a-ha,
Kerri Chandler,
The Saints,
The Electric Prunes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cowsills,
Shuggie Otis,
Colin Newman,
Letta Mbulu,
Ronan,
Whodini,
Urselle,
Crime,
The Barracudas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bill Wells,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funky Four + One,
Anakelly,
A Certain Ratio,
Pylon,
Althea and Donna,
MC5,
The Red Krayola,
Harpers Bizarre,
Al Stewart,
The United States of America,
In Retrospect,
Graham Central Station,
Sun Ra,
Jawbox,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Idris Muhammad,
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.