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 Guyana and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
MDC,
Depeche Mode,
June Days,
Pantytec,
Wire,
The Names,
Quantec,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sarah Menescal,
Joyce Sims,
Blancmange,
Popol Vuh,
Scan 7,
Kaleidoscope,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
ABBA,
Crispy Ambulance,
Icehouse,
Hoover,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gregory Isaacs,
Archie Shepp,
Mad Mike,
Stereo Dub,
Surgeon,
ABC,
Blake Baxter,
Skarface,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Walker Brothers,
Camberwell Now,
Faust,
Marmalade,
Rosa Yemen,
Tears for Fears,
The Victims,
New Order,
The Evens,
Parry Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lucky Dragons,
The Real Kids,
Gong,
Ultravox,
One Last Wish,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roxy Music,
The Pretty Things,
Saccharine Trust,
Main Source,
Lou Reed,
Country Teasers,
Bob Dylan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Second Layer,
Royal Trux,
Black Bananas,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.