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 Singapore and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ten City to the rock 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marvin Gaye,
Prince Buster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
David Axelrod,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Audionom,
Kaleidoscope,
Q and Not U,
Minor Threat,
The Mummies,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Faust,
Radio Birdman,
Mandrill,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kayak,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
One Last Wish,
Peter & Gordon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tres Demented,
Byron Stingily,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nico,
Shoche,
DJ Style,
Crispy Ambulance,
Guru Guru,
Gang Gang Dance,
Young Marble Giants,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Popol Vuh,
Lower 48,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Human League,
Angry Samoans,
Jeff Lynne,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eve St. Jones,
Model 500,
Jacques Brel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Searchers,
Shuggie Otis,
The Busters,
Qualms,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Aural Exciters,
The Moleskins,
Scan 7,
James White and The Blacks,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.