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 Vanuatu and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Scientists,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wings,
Tom Boy,
Peter & Gordon,
Chrome,
Intrusion,
Eden Ahbez,
Bootsy Collins,
Peter and Kerry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Swell Maps,
Jacob Miller,
Franke,
Animal Collective,
Adolescents,
Vainqueur,
The Dave Clark Five,
John Cale,
Donald Byrd,
The Saints,
Brand Nubian,
Mission of Burma,
Lakeside,
John Foxx,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Selecter,
Camouflage,
The Fortunes,
Grey Daturas,
Jawbox,
Fatback Band,
The Slackers,
Michelle Simonal,
The Smoke,
Supertramp,
Jerry's Kids,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Lydon,
Rod Modell,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Sherman,
Harpers Bizarre,
Boogie Down Productions,
Erykah Badu,
the Soft Cell,
China Crisis,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Stetsasonic,
The Cramps,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Amon Düül II,
E-Dancer,
Second Layer,
Smog,
Nico,
Thompson Twins,
Idris Muhammad,
Bad Manners,
Arab on Radar,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.