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 Germany and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Laurel Aitken to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Wally Richardson,
Symarip,
Alphaville,
Second Layer,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Cale,
Marshall Jefferson,
Aswad,
Alton Ellis,
Rosa Yemen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Essential Logic,
Hot Snakes,
Nick Fraelich,
F. McDonald,
Leonard Cohen,
Excepter,
Supertramp,
Bobby Byrd,
Easy Going,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Piero Umiliani,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Faust,
Mad Mike,
Dark Day,
Black Bananas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soul II Soul,
The Beau Brummels,
Mantronix,
Pole,
Qualms,
Q and Not U,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Blossom Toes,
Erykah Badu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jawbox,
Tropical Tobacco,
Can,
Malaria!,
Goldenarms,
X-101,
Cecil Taylor,
The Buckinghams,
Oneida,
Dave Gahan,
Prince Buster,
John Coltrane,
Peter and Kerry,
U.S. Maple,
Wire,
Sällskapet,
Oblivians,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Stockholm Monsters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Delon & Dalcan,
Crooked Eye,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.