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 Columbus.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Harmonia to the jazz 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Real Kids,
The Residents,
Davy DMX,
Michelle Simonal,
Kenny Larkin,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Bar-Kays,
Crispy Ambulance,
Chris & Cosey,
Siglo XX,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Motions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grey Daturas,
Ponytail,
Smog,
Scan 7,
Sixth Finger,
The American Breed,
Clear Light,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mad Mike,
MDC,
Ronan,
Guru Guru,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Monks,
Derrick Morgan,
FM Einheit,
Steve Hackett,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quantec,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sarah Menescal,
Q and Not U,
Magma,
Mission of Burma,
Subhumans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mr. Review,
The Black Dice,
Eurythmics,
Deepchord,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Sonics,
Tommy Roe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Roger Hodgson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mantronix,
The Trojans,
Rufus Thomas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kaleidoscope,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gap Band,
Skaos,
Blancmange,
Underground Resistance,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.