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 Cyprus and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Desert Stars to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Warren Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bill Near,
La Düsseldorf,
Little Man,
Bush Tetras,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pantytec,
Leonard Cohen,
Sound Behaviour,
Kayak,
Ponytail,
Joe Smooth,
Loose Ends,
Joyce Sims,
Quantec,
Ultimate Spinach,
Parry Music,
Eurythmics,
Anthony Braxton,
Tubeway Army,
Dual Sessions,
Section 25,
The Tremeloes,
Nas,
Sister Nancy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Throbbing Gristle,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Darondo,
The Pretty Things,
Suicide,
The Doobie Brothers,
Arcadia,
Goldenarms,
Isaac Hayes,
Ultra Naté,
Henry Cow,
The Smoke,
Audionom,
The Martian,
The Skatalites,
Bronski Beat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tommy Roe,
The Star Department,
Das Ding,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Cowsills,
Gabor Szabo,
Lindisfarne,
Gang Green,
Sparks,
Slave,
Yaz,
Roxy Music,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.