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 Mauritius and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia 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 Alphaville to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
World's Most,
The Black Dice,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Sheep,
Erykah Badu,
Moss Icon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Whodini,
Hot Snakes,
Jacob Miller,
Mad Mike,
The Golliwogs,
Skriet,
Boredoms,
Radiopuhelimet,
Girls At Our Best!,
Buzzcocks,
Main Source,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eli Mardock,
Donny Hathaway,
Roxy Music,
Schoolly D,
Eddi Front,
Soft Cell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Germs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fear,
Joensuu 1685,
Dual Sessions,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Saints,
Japan,
Michelle Simonal,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fad Gadget,
The Associates,
Franke,
The Blues Magoos,
Ultravox,
The Durutti Column,
Matthew Halsall,
Ronnie Foster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Liliput,
La Düsseldorf,
Sonny Sharrock,
Intrusion,
The Offenders,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jeff Lynne,
Wolf Eyes,
The Selecter,
Desert Stars,
The Raincoats,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.