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 Portland.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 organ 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 U.S. Maple to the jazz 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
The Detroit Cobras,
Amon Düül,
The Monks,
Marshall Jefferson,
CMW,
Tommy Roe,
The Toasters,
Metal Thangz,
The Monochrome Set,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül II,
Funkadelic,
Tubeway Army,
Outsiders,
X-101,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dave Gahan,
Agitation Free,
Isaac Hayes,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Easy Going,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bob Dylan,
Henry Cow,
Bauhaus,
Slick Rick,
Grauzone,
Fad Gadget,
Cheater Slicks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tom Boy,
Steve Hackett,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Black Sheep,
Lyres,
Das Ding,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
R.M.O.,
Mo-Dettes,
The Velvet Underground,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Althea and Donna,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Theoretical Girls,
the Bar-Kays,
Idris Muhammad,
Crooked Eye,
Joyce Sims,
Accadde A,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kerri Chandler,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Smiths,
Livin' Joy,
The Evens,
Soul II Soul,
Jandek,
Matthew Bourne,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.