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 Italy and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lebanon Hanover to the funk 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
U.S. Maple,
Y Pants,
Lou Christie,
Simply Red,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ice-T,
Roy Ayers,
Crime,
Boogie Down Productions,
Negative Approach,
Pylon,
Sex Pistols,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Moon,
Dawn Penn,
Rhythm & Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Henry Cow,
The Doors,
Fluxion,
Scrapy,
Andrew Hill,
Jacob Miller,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Organ,
Arcadia,
This Heat,
Minny Pops,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Mojo Men,
Vainqueur,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Donald Byrd,
The Dead C,
Mandrill,
Reuben Wilson,
Silicon Teens,
Funkadelic,
Steve Hackett,
The Divine Comedy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
ABBA,
Ken Boothe,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Five Americans,
K-Klass,
Newcleus,
Desert Stars,
DNA,
Danielle Patucci,
the Slits,
The New Christs,
The United States of America,
Schoolly D,
The Invisible,
Surgeon,
Brick,
Bill Near,
Lebanon Hanover,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.