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 Papua New Guinea and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Underground Resistance to the techno 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron 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 spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bobby Womack,
The Fortunes,
Talk Talk,
The Victims,
Brick,
Aural Exciters,
The Mojo Men,
Electric Prunes,
AZ,
The Skatalites,
Black Sheep,
Ultra Naté,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ken Boothe,
The Cure,
Arab on Radar,
Clear Light,
Piero Umiliani,
Qualms,
Urselle,
Faraquet,
The Raincoats,
Infiniti,
Ossler,
Joy Division,
Marine Girls,
Soul II Soul,
Barry Ungar,
T. Rex,
Eden Ahbez,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Human League,
Angry Samoans,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eddi Front,
One Last Wish,
Nirvana,
Chris & Cosey,
Eli Mardock,
Y Pants,
Slave,
Vladislav Delay,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Blossom Toes,
Scratch Acid,
Minutemen,
The Cramps,
The Count Five,
Severed Heads,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Stooges,
Supertramp,
Agent Orange,
Drive Like Jehu,
Stiv Bators,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.