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 Togo and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Symarip to the rock 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Sarah Menescal,
Crooked Eye,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lungfish,
Alison Limerick,
Nico,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Zeros,
James White and The Blacks,
Saccharine Trust,
Dennis Brown,
Anakelly,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
LL Cool J,
Faust,
The Remains,
Rotary Connection,
Boredoms,
Skaos,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Standells,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dave Gahan,
Warren Ellis,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Detroit Cobras,
Soft Cell,
Mark Hollis,
The Barracudas,
Skarface,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Yellowson,
Andrew Hill,
Carl Craig,
Eve St. Jones,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
China Crisis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Country Teasers,
Patti Smith,
Pulsallama,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fugazi,
kango's stein massive,
Soul Sonic Force,
Robert Hood,
Silicon Teens,
Soulsonic Force,
The Victims,
The American Breed,
Interpol,
Harmonia,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Walker Brothers,
Janne Schatter,
Bill Wells,
Fatback Band,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.