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 United Kingdom and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron 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 Lower 48 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Silicon Teens,
World's Most,
Arthur Verocai,
The Seeds,
The Names,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Busters,
The Motions,
Aswad,
Lyres,
Moby Grape,
the Soft Cell,
Shoche,
Lindisfarne,
Excepter,
The Human League,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cheater Slicks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Matthew Bourne,
Absolute Body Control,
Mars,
The Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New Order,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pylon,
the Swans,
Black Flag,
Wings,
Soft Machine,
Ronan,
Ituana,
X-101,
F. McDonald,
Young Marble Giants,
Sixth Finger,
Amon Düül II,
Q65,
Gil Scott Heron,
Roy Ayers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Colin Newman,
Blossom Toes,
The Fugs,
Matthew Halsall,
The New Christs,
Khruangbin,
Traffic Nightmare,
Soft Cell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Essential Logic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Vogues,
Cymande,
Joyce Sims,
Easy Going,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Five Americans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Soulsonic Force,
The Modern Lovers,
Magazine,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.