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 Colombia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the electroclash 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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a B.T. Express record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Suburban Knight,
Dorothy Ashby,
Skarface,
Icehouse,
Idris Muhammad,
Boogie Down Productions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cecil Taylor,
Sparks,
D'Angelo,
Theoretical Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Happenings,
Unrelated Segments,
Procol Harum,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fela Kuti,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Deadbeat,
The Birthday Party,
Jeff Lynne,
The Index,
Sound Behaviour,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camberwell Now,
Robert Hood,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Beau Brummels,
Letta Mbulu,
Roxy Music,
the Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
cv313,
The Young Rascals,
Absolute Body Control,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Star Department,
Young Marble Giants,
F. McDonald,
Alison Limerick,
The Real Kids,
Inner City,
Bad Manners,
The Doors,
Rosa Yemen,
Pylon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eddi Front,
48th St. Collective,
Funky Four + One,
Talk Talk,
Parry Music,
L. Decosne,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marcia Griffiths,
Excepter,
X-101,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.