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 Jamaica and from London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Taipei.
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 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 Tom Boy to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sonics,
DJ Style,
Sam Rivers,
The Sound,
UT,
Little Man,
Laurel Aitken,
World's Most,
U.S. Maple,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joensuu 1685,
The Cure,
Judy Mowatt,
Fatback Band,
Deepchord,
Skriet,
Soulsonic Force,
Yaz,
Lightning Bolt,
Robert Wyatt,
Roy Ayers,
The Invisible,
Underground Resistance,
Outsiders,
Chrome,
Fluxion,
Steve Hackett,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Silicon Teens,
Nick Fraelich,
Donny Hathaway,
Derrick Morgan,
a-ha,
Magazine,
Ken Boothe,
Can,
Marine Girls,
Avey Tare,
The Fugs,
Pulsallama,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Seeds,
Robert Görl,
Khruangbin,
Ludus,
The Fall,
Monolake,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rosa Yemen,
Jeff Lynne,
Thee Headcoats,
The Blackbyrds,
Cybotron,
Delta 5,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Matthew Bourne,
Second Layer,
Gang Green,
Lakeside,
Reagan Youth,
La Düsseldorf,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.