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 Fiji and from Philadelphia.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Rekid,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
JFA,
Black Bananas,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dual Sessions,
Tommy Roe,
Maleditus Sound,
Audionom,
One Last Wish,
Delta 5,
The Fugs,
Nick Fraelich,
Fad Gadget,
Matthew Halsall,
Pole,
Lower 48,
The Zeros,
Gong,
Curtis Mayfield,
Glambeats Corp.,
This Heat,
Ossler,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Absolute Body Control,
Cybotron,
Gichy Dan,
Sugar Minott,
Juan Atkins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sun Ra,
David Bowie,
John Lydon,
John Holt,
The J.B.'s,
Fear,
Wire,
DJ Style,
Circle Jerks,
Con Funk Shun,
Animal Collective,
Make Up,
X-Ray Spex,
Lakeside,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Evens,
Tres Demented,
Amon Düül,
a-ha,
Pussy Galore,
Kayak,
Radiopuhelimet,
Trumans Water,
Average White Band,
Panda Bear,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Yellowson,
Gabor Szabo,
Easy Going,
Quantec,
the Human League,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.