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 Kosovo and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin 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 Peter & Gordon to the electroclash 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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Motorama,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Panda Bear,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Delta 5,
Organ,
Moss Icon,
Radiohead,
Deepchord,
Flash Fearless,
Brand Nubian,
A Certain Ratio,
Prince Buster,
Brick,
Robert Görl,
Malaria!,
The Doors,
Cameo,
Smog,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Invisible,
Tres Demented,
Make Up,
The Vogues,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sandy B,
Arthur Verocai,
Chris Corsano,
Soft Machine,
Wasted Youth,
Bobby Womack,
The Sound,
Absolute Body Control,
K-Klass,
Minny Pops,
The Last Poets,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Misunderstood,
Ornette Coleman,
Lucky Dragons,
David Bowie,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pagans,
Howard Jones,
Danielle Patucci,
Dawn Penn,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Germs,
Oblivians,
The Saints,
Fear,
Sarah Menescal,
Young Marble Giants,
Cybotron,
Urselle,
Pere Ubu,
John Holt,
Patti Smith,
Pierre Henry,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.