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 Taiwan and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Andrew Hill,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Gap Band,
Junior Murvin,
Pulsallama,
Quadrant,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Shoche,
Ken Boothe,
Toni Rubio,
the Soft Cell,
Laurel Aitken,
Eric Copeland,
The Evens,
DNA,
Moebius,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cameo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Delta 5,
Surgeon,
Yaz,
Minnie Riperton,
Quantec,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
F. McDonald,
MC5,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Crime,
T.S.O.L.,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Kinks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joe Smooth,
Radio Birdman,
Chris & Cosey,
EPMD,
Hasil Adkins,
Hot Snakes,
Joey Negro,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Public Enemy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Funky Four + One,
Roxette,
The Grass Roots,
Jeff Mills,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Average White Band,
Little Man,
Minor Threat,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
These Immortal Souls,
Audionom,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scan 7,
Buzzcocks,
Banda Bassotti,
the Germs,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.