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 Armenia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Lou Reed 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 Minnie Riperton to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Television,
The Evens,
Eric B and Rakim,
Organ,
OOIOO,
UT,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crooked Eye,
Sandy B,
Easy Going,
Yaz,
Peter & Gordon,
48th St. Collective,
China Crisis,
One Last Wish,
Lucky Dragons,
John Coltrane,
Rufus Thomas,
Gong,
Supertramp,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Inner City,
Black Bananas,
Lower 48,
Minor Threat,
Bad Manners,
Lalo Schifrin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ossler,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gang of Four,
Throbbing Gristle,
Y Pants,
Fear,
Funkadelic,
Depeche Mode,
Intrusion,
The Grass Roots,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oneida,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pantytec,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Glambeats Corp.,
Henry Cow,
Kas Product,
Johnny Clarke,
Brick,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bizarre Inc.,
Angry Samoans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marine Girls,
David McCallum,
FM Einheit,
The Invisible,
Sonic Youth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Patti Smith,
Jacques Brel,
Iggy Pop,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.