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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Litter to the electroclash 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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Kaleidoscope,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cecil Taylor,
Fad Gadget,
The Cure,
Flamin' Groovies,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Count Five,
Black Moon,
Country Teasers,
The Barracudas,
Severed Heads,
Joe Smooth,
Zero Boys,
Sandy B,
The Flesh Eaters,
Alison Limerick,
Joe Finger,
Sound Behaviour,
Icehouse,
Fear,
Monolake,
Pere Ubu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Grauzone,
The Associates,
Vladislav Delay,
Amon Düül II,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bauhaus,
Anakelly,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fluxion,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pagans,
The Beau Brummels,
Das Ding,
Moby Grape,
James White and The Blacks,
The Leaves,
DJ Sneak,
Aural Exciters,
Donald Byrd,
Pole,
Prince Buster,
The Zeros,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Procol Harum,
Moss Icon,
Reagan Youth,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Loose Ends,
Leonard Cohen,
Slick Rick,
Jeff Lynne,
Kayak,
Dark Day,
Stetsasonic,
Sam Rivers,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.