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 Swaziland and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Audionom to the grime 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Godley & Creme,
K-Klass,
The Monochrome Set,
Jawbox,
The Sound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The United States of America,
The Tremeloes,
Skarface,
Matthew Bourne,
Monks,
Spoonie Gee,
Yazoo,
Prince Buster,
The Beau Brummels,
The Young Rascals,
the Soft Cell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jeru the Damaja,
Moby Grape,
Gang Green,
The Associates,
E-Dancer,
The Mojo Men,
X-Ray Spex,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kenny Larkin,
Judy Mowatt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pulsallama,
Tropical Tobacco,
Supertramp,
The Toasters,
Tom Boy,
Y Pants,
Surgeon,
Max Romeo,
Average White Band,
D'Angelo,
Derrick May,
Skriet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Durutti Column,
Groovy Waters,
Lindisfarne,
The Black Dice,
Alice Coltrane,
Delta 5,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Divine Comedy,
Section 25,
T.S.O.L.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Fania All-Stars,
Theoretical Girls,
Lakeside,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.