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 Mauritius and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the techno 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 Martian. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
the Human League,
The Residents,
Unwound,
Oblivians,
The Cowsills,
The Gap Band,
cv313,
John Lydon,
Soft Cell,
Jandek,
Agent Orange,
Alison Limerick,
Amazonics,
Kerri Chandler,
Derrick May,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Sonics,
The Saints,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Sound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The J.B.'s,
Yazoo,
Cal Tjader,
Simply Red,
Organ,
Slave,
Judy Mowatt,
Howard Jones,
Qualms,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lakeside,
Masters at Work,
Au Pairs,
Negative Approach,
Gabor Szabo,
Second Layer,
Silicon Teens,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Associates,
China Crisis,
La Düsseldorf,
Section 25,
E-Dancer,
The Happenings,
Cymande,
The Monochrome Set,
The Electric Prunes,
Ultra Naté,
Desert Stars,
The Smiths,
Ituana,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
L. Decosne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Donny Hathaway,
Roxy Music,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.