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 United Kingdom and from Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer 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 Sun City Girls to the dance 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Yusef Lateef,
Suburban Knight,
The Searchers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bush Tetras,
Charles Mingus,
Robert Görl,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Stetsasonic,
Amon Düül,
10cc,
Chris Corsano,
Rotary Connection,
T.S.O.L.,
Hardrive,
Ten City,
Von Mondo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Victims,
Warsaw,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Tom Boy,
Sixth Finger,
Juan Atkins,
The Invisible,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Maurizio,
Groovy Waters,
Slave,
Matthew Bourne,
Tears for Fears,
Skarface,
The Index,
Jerry's Kids,
Stiv Bators,
Pere Ubu,
Country Teasers,
Swell Maps,
Mad Mike,
The Sonics,
The Seeds,
Echospace,
The Durutti Column,
The Offenders,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Pus,
Steve Hackett,
Vladislav Delay,
Howard Jones,
The Gap Band,
Bobby Sherman,
The Beau Brummels,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Underground Resistance,
World's Most,
Tomorrow,
The Knickerbockers,
The Misunderstood,
Rites of Spring,
Piero Umiliani,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.