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 Kuwait and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba 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 Absolute Body Control to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
The Evens,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Magazine,
Black Sheep,
The Cramps,
The Shadows of Knight,
EPMD,
Public Image Ltd.,
FM Einheit,
The Associates,
Aswad,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gichy Dan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dark Day,
Stereo Dub,
Rekid,
Public Enemy,
Ronnie Foster,
Archie Shepp,
Warren Ellis,
Lightning Bolt,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cameo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun Ra,
Joey Negro,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Dead C,
E-Dancer,
Oblivians,
The Walker Brothers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Duran Duran,
Banda Bassotti,
Agent Orange,
Yellowson,
PIL,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Birthday Party,
X-Ray Spex,
The Standells,
Joy Division,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Cure,
Sugar Minott,
Toni Rubio,
Robert Görl,
The Pop Group,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fuzztones,
The Human League,
Aaron Thompson,
Crime,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.