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 Mauritius and from London.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and London.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Bang On A Can,
Fluxion,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Electric Prunes,
Ponytail,
Faraquet,
Jacob Miller,
Angry Samoans,
Girls At Our Best!,
kango's stein massive,
Pere Ubu,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Seeds,
Unwound,
Negative Approach,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Y Pants,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Vogues,
Johnny Osbourne,
Warsaw,
Rhythm & Sound,
Maurizio,
Leonard Cohen,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Neil Young,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Remains,
Skriet,
Rotary Connection,
Visage,
The Shadows of Knight,
Adolescents,
Thompson Twins,
Glenn Branca,
June of 44,
Nirvana,
a-ha,
Spoonie Gee,
Barbara Tucker,
The Blues Magoos,
Donald Byrd,
Kurtis Blow,
Aural Exciters,
Marine Girls,
Sound Behaviour,
Rites of Spring,
Traffic Nightmare,
Talk Talk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
ABC,
Gerry Rafferty,
Echospace,
Mr. Review,
Andrew Hill,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sex Pistols,
Young Marble Giants,
Letta Mbulu,
the Swans,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.