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 China and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 Whodini to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Marc Almond,
The Moleskins,
Joe Smooth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radio Birdman,
Shoche,
Amazonics,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Juan Atkins,
Brand Nubian,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Aloha Tigers,
June Days,
Roxette,
Nik Kershaw,
The Kinks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Outsiders,
Intrusion,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lower 48,
Darondo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Don Cherry,
Minny Pops,
Liliput,
UT,
The Gun Club,
Rotary Connection,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Boz Scaggs,
Unrelated Segments,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ituana,
Sight & Sound,
Dual Sessions,
Fear,
Groovy Waters,
10cc,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kurtis Blow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Royal Trux,
Flash Fearless,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funky Four + One,
Mary Jane Girls,
D'Angelo,
The Modern Lovers,
CMW,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Stiv Bators,
Kerri Chandler,
Surgeon,
Brick,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.