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 Costa Rica and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aural Exciters to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Stiv Bators,
Black Moon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Raincoats,
Adolescents,
The Birthday Party,
The Mojo Men,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Deepchord,
Negative Approach,
Freddie Wadling,
Fat Boys,
Delta 5,
This Heat,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deadbeat,
Pet Shop Boys,
Banda Bassotti,
Fad Gadget,
Joey Negro,
Tim Buckley,
Johnny Osbourne,
Swans,
Ice-T,
LL Cool J,
Warren Ellis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Khruangbin,
Marvin Gaye,
Bang On A Can,
Joensuu 1685,
Cecil Taylor,
Eli Mardock,
The Blues Magoos,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Arab on Radar,
U.S. Maple,
The Skatalites,
Angry Samoans,
Radio Birdman,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nils Olav,
Eve St. Jones,
Excepter,
The Walker Brothers,
Pole,
Aaron Thompson,
Sandy B,
The Flesh Eaters,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Cramps,
Curtis Mayfield,
Shuggie Otis,
Jerry's Kids,
Subhumans,
The Red Krayola,
Scion,
Franke,
Royal Trux,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.