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 Gambia and from Glasgow.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Can to the dance 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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Max Romeo,
Ice-T,
Flash Fearless,
Arcadia,
The Fugs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Adolescents,
Tim Buckley,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Popol Vuh,
Icehouse,
Heaven 17,
Grauzone,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marmalade,
The Dead C,
Lee Hazlewood,
Technova,
Royal Trux,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mantronix,
Kool Moe Dee,
Reagan Youth,
The Gap Band,
Charles Mingus,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Brand Nubian,
Dave Gahan,
Rekid,
Sound Behaviour,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
John Coltrane,
Section 25,
The American Breed,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fortunes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Swans,
Sparks,
Eric Copeland,
Procol Harum,
The Cowsills,
Sister Nancy,
The Blackbyrds,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ultra Naté,
the Sonics,
Visage,
AZ,
David Axelrod,
Pierre Henry,
LL Cool J,
Chris & Cosey,
MC5,
Dual Sessions,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.