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 Bangladesh and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Deakin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Peter & Gordon,
Suburban Knight,
Marcia Griffiths,
Public Enemy,
Wings,
The Slits,
Echospace,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Moleskins,
Pharoah Sanders,
Con Funk Shun,
The Knickerbockers,
Deadbeat,
Flipper,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dark Day,
Niagra,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Groovy Waters,
Roger Hodgson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Japan,
Pussy Galore,
Radiohead,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gichy Dan,
Blancmange,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Wake,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roxette,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Motorama,
The Evens,
Q and Not U,
Television,
Gang of Four,
The Misunderstood,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Womack,
Bizarre Inc.,
Letta Mbulu,
The Golliwogs,
Dawn Penn,
The Trojans,
Sister Nancy,
Bauhaus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quando Quango,
Hoover,
Lucky Dragons,
The Human League,
The Cure,
The Fugs,
The Dead C,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sun Ra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.