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 Madagascar and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 theremin 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 China Crisis to the disco 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Roger Hodgson,
Funkadelic,
The Golliwogs,
John Cale,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nik Kershaw,
Kenny Larkin,
OOIOO,
DNA,
The Moody Blues,
Agitation Free,
The Doors,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soul Sonic Force,
These Immortal Souls,
The Happenings,
Barry Ungar,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scratch Acid,
Grauzone,
Pantaleimon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Absolute Body Control,
Gang of Four,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joyce Sims,
The Monks,
The Move,
China Crisis,
Metal Thangz,
Lalo Schifrin,
David Axelrod,
Soft Machine,
Procol Harum,
Lower 48,
Throbbing Gristle,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jerry's Kids,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Moleskins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kas Product,
Moby Grape,
Main Source,
Little Man,
The Music Machine,
The Beau Brummels,
Roxy Music,
The Motions,
Maurizio,
MDC,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sexual Harrassment,
Funky Four + One,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed,
Derrick May,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sonny Sharrock,
Unwound, Unwound, Unwound, Unwound.
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.