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 Palau and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Captain Beefheart 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 The Pop Group to the grime 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Zapp,
Minnie Riperton,
Second Layer,
Japan,
Groovy Waters,
The Grass Roots,
EPMD,
Tubeway Army,
Robert Hood,
Donny Hathaway,
The Black Dice,
Bad Manners,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Essential Logic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Arcadia,
John Holt,
Jerry's Kids,
The Count Five,
Nirvana,
Johnny Osbourne,
Agitation Free,
Kas Product,
The Fuzztones,
Goldenarms,
DJ Style,
Average White Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Gong,
Wasted Youth,
Intrusion,
Pagans,
Rufus Thomas,
48th St. Collective,
CMW,
The Stooges,
Bronski Beat,
Ultra Naté,
The Fire Engines,
Al Stewart,
Josef K,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Glenn Branca,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jeff Mills,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ludus,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Supertramp,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kaleidoscope,
Mandrill,
Sex Pistols,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scratch Acid,
Crooked Eye,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.