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 Brazil and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Audionom,
Jesper Dahlback,
Thompson Twins,
Country Teasers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Traffic Nightmare,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fluxion,
Howard Jones,
Gang Green,
Peter & Gordon,
Ultravox,
Max Romeo,
MC5,
Franke,
DJ Style,
Average White Band,
Smog,
David Axelrod,
Skaos,
Minny Pops,
The Mummies,
The Busters,
The Modern Lovers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Star Department,
Eurythmics,
Trumans Water,
the Association,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
David McCallum,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Section 25,
Charles Mingus,
The Fall,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Little Man,
Von Mondo,
Depeche Mode,
Susan Cadogan,
The Red Krayola,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Los Fastidios,
Dual Sessions,
Ituana,
John Coltrane,
Reagan Youth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Loose Ends,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Gladiators,
Ronan,
Pere Ubu,
The Music Machine,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.