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 Israel and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 This Heat 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Blancmange,
Depeche Mode,
The Knickerbockers,
David Axelrod,
The United States of America,
The Trojans,
Outsiders,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nirvana,
The Grass Roots,
Alton Ellis,
Drexciya,
Crash Course in Science,
The Happenings,
Derrick May,
Matthew Bourne,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Association,
Jeff Lynne,
Gong,
Camberwell Now,
Jesper Dahlback,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Soft Cell,
Country Teasers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fatback Band,
the Sonics,
Hashim,
Supertramp,
Oneida,
Lyres,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Zeros,
Avey Tare,
The Divine Comedy,
Josef K,
Robert Wyatt,
The Sisters of Mercy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rakim,
Jandek,
John Cale,
Thee Headcoats,
Boredoms,
Brothers Johnson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sarah Menescal,
The Smoke,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Adolescents,
Black Moon,
Todd Rundgren,
Lucky Dragons,
Rufus Thomas,
48th St. Collective,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Roxy Music,
Toni Rubio,
Main Source,
X-Ray Spex,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.