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 Austria and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Simply Red to the rock 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Dennis Brown,
Jerry's Kids,
Robert Wyatt,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sonic Youth,
Minny Pops,
Rosa Yemen,
The Move,
The Mummies,
Smog,
Essential Logic,
The Blues Magoos,
The Names,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Matthew Halsall,
The Toasters,
Skarface,
The Neon Judgement,
Oneida,
Suburban Knight,
Scrapy,
Todd Rundgren,
Pole,
Unrelated Segments,
The Trojans,
Icehouse,
Crooked Eye,
Robert Hood,
Morten Harket,
The Sound,
The American Breed,
OOIOO,
X-102,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Underground Resistance,
Schoolly D,
Alison Limerick,
Spandau Ballet,
The Slits,
Ornette Coleman,
Susan Cadogan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
U.S. Maple,
Pierre Henry,
This Heat,
Lucky Dragons,
Moebius,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hoover,
Bronski Beat,
Mantronix,
Dave Gahan,
John Holt,
Inner City,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
One Last Wish,
Sixth Finger,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Electric Prunes,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.