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 Qatar and from Taipei.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 chamberlin 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 Pantaleimon to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Buzzcocks,
Junior Murvin,
X-Ray Spex,
Mark Hollis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Gap Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Groovy Waters,
Fad Gadget,
The Litter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Cure,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Accadde A,
June Days,
The Searchers,
The Gun Club,
The Doobie Brothers,
Interpol,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wally Richardson,
Bobby Womack,
Morten Harket,
Siglo XX,
Jeru the Damaja,
Von Mondo,
Letta Mbulu,
Heaven 17,
In Retrospect,
The Moleskins,
Rapeman,
New Age Steppers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hoover,
a-ha,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Cowsills,
Outsiders,
Faraquet,
The Evens,
Ponytail,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Birthday Party,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Hood,
Ultravox,
Roxette,
Jimmy McGriff,
Alice Coltrane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roxy Music,
Connie Case,
The Sonics,
Wings,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.