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 Mongolia and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Brothers Johnson to the jazz 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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Evens,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dual Sessions,
The Blues Magoos,
Fluxion,
Flipper,
Rod Modell,
Maurizio,
the Human League,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lungfish,
Blossom Toes,
Kayak,
Sound Behaviour,
The Walker Brothers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Iggy Pop,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Names,
Joe Smooth,
Mandrill,
Von Mondo,
The Mummies,
Maleditus Sound,
Brick,
PIL,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Radiohead,
The Monochrome Set,
Cymande,
Johnny Clarke,
Godley & Creme,
Young Marble Giants,
Jeff Mills,
Bobby Sherman,
Kerri Chandler,
Anakelly,
Con Funk Shun,
Magma,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Modern Lovers,
Cheater Slicks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gap Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Negative Approach,
Letta Mbulu,
the Association,
Babytalk,
Gang Gang Dance,
Liliput,
Brand Nubian,
Schoolly D,
La Düsseldorf,
Oblivians,
James White and The Blacks,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Pus,
Crooked Eye,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.