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 Oman and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Max Romeo to the jazz 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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Al Stewart,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Susan Cadogan,
Vainqueur,
Lalo Schifrin,
Blancmange,
Toni Rubio,
Model 500,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rites of Spring,
Little Man,
Television Personalities,
Bluetip,
Soul Sonic Force,
Juan Atkins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Terry Callier,
Lalann,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sound Behaviour,
Das Ding,
Swans,
New York Dolls,
Cal Tjader,
Joy Division,
The Pretty Things,
10cc,
Davy DMX,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brothers Johnson,
Patti Smith,
Panda Bear,
Maurizio,
ABBA,
Harmonia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Delta 5,
The United States of America,
Arab on Radar,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Shoche,
Nirvana,
Gong,
Albert Ayler,
Zapp,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Avey Tare,
Max Romeo,
Warren Ellis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Section 25,
Minor Threat,
Fela Kuti,
Cymande,
John Foxx,
Lakeside,
Interpol,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Grauzone,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.