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 Iran and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
The Fall,
Ludus,
The Mojo Men,
Guru Guru,
The Neon Judgement,
Masters at Work,
Fatback Band,
Tubeway Army,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Supertramp,
The Cowsills,
Albert Ayler,
Soul Sonic Force,
Toni Rubio,
a-ha,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
FM Einheit,
Neil Young,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Rotary Connection,
Throbbing Gristle,
Grauzone,
Man Eating Sloth,
H. Thieme,
Marvin Gaye,
Gang Starr,
Scratch Acid,
Blossom Toes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jerry's Kids,
The Busters,
Morten Harket,
Fluxion,
Nas,
Ken Boothe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Kinks,
Ohio Players,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cal Tjader,
The Sound,
Al Stewart,
T.S.O.L.,
Terry Callier,
Dark Day,
The Modern Lovers,
The Mummies,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brothers Johnson,
Public Enemy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Dead C,
Black Sheep,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Altered Images,
The Motions,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.