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 Togo and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Hashim to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Delon & Dalcan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Morten Harket,
Joyce Sims,
Leonard Cohen,
Sun City Girls,
The Detroit Cobras,
CMW,
Warsaw,
New York Dolls,
Joensuu 1685,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
F. McDonald,
Mad Mike,
Y Pants,
Barbara Tucker,
Vainqueur,
Adolescents,
kango's stein massive,
Hashim,
Livin' Joy,
Basic Channel,
X-102,
Peter & Gordon,
Marine Girls,
Scion,
Althea and Donna,
T.S.O.L.,
Jeff Lynne,
Anakelly,
L. Decosne,
Joey Negro,
Gabor Szabo,
Erykah Badu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kas Product,
PIL,
Scott Walker,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mission of Burma,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Moleskins,
Ice-T,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Darondo,
Grauzone,
The Star Department,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hot Snakes,
DNA,
John Cale,
Nik Kershaw,
Judy Mowatt,
The Red Krayola,
Bizarre Inc.,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.