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 Netherlands and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Josef K,
Circle Jerks,
Davy DMX,
The Names,
Roy Ayers,
June of 44,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ponytail,
Dennis Brown,
Barbara Tucker,
Icehouse,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Matthew Halsall,
In Retrospect,
X-Ray Spex,
Marine Girls,
New Order,
The Smiths,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marshall Jefferson,
DJ Style,
The Moody Blues,
Johnny Clarke,
Crash Course in Science,
Erykah Badu,
E-Dancer,
This Heat,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bronski Beat,
Black Moon,
Dawn Penn,
Second Layer,
Pantaleimon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camouflage,
The Cure,
Sun City Girls,
Spoonie Gee,
The Smoke,
Iggy Pop,
The Litter,
The Residents,
Skriet,
Aloha Tigers,
Unrelated Segments,
The Walker Brothers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mantronix,
Nas,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eve St. Jones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scion,
Amon Düül II,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.