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 Syria and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Michael McDonald 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 Rhythm & Sound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry 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 '70s.
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 Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Surgeon,
Robert Görl,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Second Layer,
The Music Machine,
the Normal,
The Offenders,
Susan Cadogan,
Warren Ellis,
Idris Muhammad,
Sonny Sharrock,
Urselle,
U.S. Maple,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Doors,
Black Sheep,
Hot Snakes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Josef K,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Morten Harket,
Monolake,
The New Christs,
Peter & Gordon,
Talk Talk,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Saints,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tom Boy,
Barbara Tucker,
The Durutti Column,
Oblivians,
Von Mondo,
Shoche,
Sun Ra,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
10cc,
The Evens,
Nils Olav,
Rufus Thomas,
H. Thieme,
JFA,
Young Marble Giants,
Hasil Adkins,
Joe Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Black Dice,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Barry Ungar,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kayak,
Matthew Halsall,
June of 44,
Symarip,
Cymande,
Kool Moe Dee,
Television,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.