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 Iran and from Edmonton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sixth Finger to the jazz 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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nick Fraelich,
The Associates,
Stetsasonic,
Rufus Thomas,
Groovy Waters,
Bobby Womack,
Alice Coltrane,
Ituana,
The Index,
Heaven 17,
Warren Ellis,
Joe Finger,
Bobby Sherman,
The Tremeloes,
Joey Negro,
The Invisible,
Bill Wells,
Accadde A,
Qualms,
Crime,
Sonic Youth,
Organ,
Unwound,
Radiohead,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Skaos,
Schoolly D,
kango's stein massive,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Fania All-Stars,
Albert Ayler,
Franke,
Suburban Knight,
Absolute Body Control,
Jeff Lynne,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Velvet Underground,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Amazonics,
Echospace,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ice-T,
Animal Collective,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Man Eating Sloth,
Amon Düül,
Sound Behaviour,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sandy B,
Arab on Radar,
Metal Thangz,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cal Tjader,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Aswad,
Audionom,
Cheater Slicks,
Sex Pistols,
A Certain Ratio,
Intrusion,
This Heat,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.