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 Bolivia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Stockholm Monsters to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Maurizio,
PIL,
The Tremeloes,
DNA,
Dennis Brown,
Chris Corsano,
Interpol,
One Last Wish,
Gerry Rafferty,
Simply Red,
Janne Schatter,
The Five Americans,
Accadde A,
Moby Grape,
The Index,
E-Dancer,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joyce Sims,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cal Tjader,
Ultimate Spinach,
Graham Central Station,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Aural Exciters,
Marshall Jefferson,
Index,
Los Fastidios,
Steve Hackett,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aaron Thompson,
Grauzone,
Sight & Sound,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mad Mike,
Brick,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eli Mardock,
The Walker Brothers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Offenders,
U.S. Maple,
Todd Rundgren,
The Count Five,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Barry Ungar,
Franke,
Throbbing Gristle,
K-Klass,
Lebanon Hanover,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Monolake,
Niagra,
The Sonics,
Barrington Levy,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.