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 Gambia and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Skatalites to the funk 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mantronix,
Hardrive,
Audionom,
David McCallum,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kerri Chandler,
Soulsonic Force,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cybotron,
Dual Sessions,
Alphaville,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Black Flag,
Bill Wells,
The Moody Blues,
The Buckinghams,
Al Stewart,
Harmonia,
Ronan,
Hoover,
Sandy B,
Jawbox,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Connie Case,
T.S.O.L.,
Con Funk Shun,
Soul II Soul,
U.S. Maple,
The Selecter,
Pere Ubu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rites of Spring,
Fugazi,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sällskapet,
Joe Smooth,
the Swans,
Rakim,
Popol Vuh,
The Martian,
Icehouse,
The Sonics,
Malaria!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
ABC,
David Bowie,
Visage,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gang Gang Dance,
Negative Approach,
Underground Resistance,
Silicon Teens,
Wings,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Donald Byrd,
Sight & Sound,
Skaos,
Blake Baxter,
Section 25,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.