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 Dominica and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 JFA to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Busters,
Carl Craig,
Electric Prunes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wire,
Tropical Tobacco,
Aloha Tigers,
Agitation Free,
The Martian,
X-102,
Amon Düül II,
Motorama,
Oneida,
Das Ding,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Average White Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scott Walker,
AZ,
Absolute Body Control,
Gerry Rafferty,
Country Teasers,
The Cramps,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Flesh Eaters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Warren Ellis,
The Gun Club,
the Human League,
Bang On A Can,
The Monochrome Set,
ABBA,
Eric Copeland,
Procol Harum,
Eden Ahbez,
Porter Ricks,
Camouflage,
Alison Limerick,
Section 25,
Darondo,
The Count Five,
Model 500,
Barclay James Harvest,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sister Nancy,
Tommy Roe,
Ultravox,
The Barracudas,
Tomorrow,
Alice Coltrane,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rakim,
Dark Day,
Rotary Connection,
the Normal,
The Fugs,
Cluster,
Donny Hathaway,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.