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 Luxembourg and from Lagos.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Isaac Hayes to the jazz 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Ossler,
Peter & Gordon,
JFA,
Sonic Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hardrive,
The Real Kids,
Hot Snakes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Half Japanese,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Neon Judgement,
Pierre Henry,
Pharoah Sanders,
Darondo,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bluetip,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rosa Yemen,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kas Product,
Wire,
Malaria!,
Byron Stingily,
David Bowie,
Amazonics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Crispian St. Peters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Toni Rubio,
Cecil Taylor,
Vainqueur,
Bob Dylan,
CMW,
Junior Murvin,
Bobby Byrd,
DJ Sneak,
Brand Nubian,
Piero Umiliani,
Dead Boys,
The Buckinghams,
Trumans Water,
the Association,
Peter and Kerry,
Das Ding,
Parry Music,
Accadde A,
Con Funk Shun,
Index,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Remains,
Surgeon,
Sarah Menescal,
Erykah Badu,
The Victims,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kurtis Blow,
The Selecter,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.