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 Germany and from Glasgow.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Guru Guru to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Tom Boy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ituana,
The Residents,
Country Teasers,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Birthday Party,
Sugar Minott,
cv313,
Fear,
Livin' Joy,
The Searchers,
Dual Sessions,
Marine Girls,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eddi Front,
Michelle Simonal,
Faraquet,
Joy Division,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Crash Course in Science,
Judy Mowatt,
Amon Düül II,
Archie Shepp,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scott Walker,
Nico,
Heaven 17,
Gong,
Make Up,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dead Boys,
John Holt,
Guru Guru,
Eric B and Rakim,
Howard Jones,
B.T. Express,
Neil Young,
Roger Hodgson,
Sällskapet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Max Romeo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Darondo,
Alphaville,
Roxy Music,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Maurizio,
Crooked Eye,
Donny Hathaway,
Moss Icon,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Pop Group,
Erykah Badu,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Oblivians,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
E-Dancer,
Nas,
Cluster,
Juan Atkins,
Chris & Cosey,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.