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 Greece and from Bremen.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ 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 Lou Christie to the jazz 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Kas Product,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun Ra,
Parry Music,
Rotary Connection,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ronnie Foster,
Tears for Fears,
In Retrospect,
X-102,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Maleditus Sound,
Oblivians,
Michelle Simonal,
B.T. Express,
Rites of Spring,
Wolf Eyes,
Bluetip,
Circle Jerks,
Marine Girls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Johnny Osbourne,
Johnny Clarke,
Excepter,
Agitation Free,
Blossom Toes,
Silicon Teens,
Kerri Chandler,
Todd Terry,
T. Rex,
Tim Buckley,
Vladislav Delay,
Lungfish,
The Smiths,
Qualms,
the Soft Cell,
Pierre Henry,
Bad Manners,
Blake Baxter,
Kenny Larkin,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gang of Four,
The Move,
Throbbing Gristle,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Beasts of Bourbon,
Piero Umiliani,
Kurtis Blow,
Electric Prunes,
Ronan,
The Cure,
Joensuu 1685,
Nirvana,
10cc,
The Sisters of Mercy,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.