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 France and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
David Axelrod,
Joy Division,
Piero Umiliani,
Gichy Dan,
Monolake,
Dawn Penn,
The Saints,
Clear Light,
The Last Poets,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lower 48,
The Mighty Diamonds,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Supertramp,
The Slits,
Section 25,
The Motions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dennis Brown,
Anthony Braxton,
The Index,
The Residents,
10cc,
Camouflage,
The Fall,
Scrapy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Durutti Column,
Ten City,
Dave Gahan,
Liliput,
Rufus Thomas,
Tom Boy,
the Germs,
Grandmaster Flash,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kaleidoscope,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Archie Shepp,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Barry Ungar,
Scan 7,
Ultimate Spinach,
Colin Newman,
The American Breed,
The Associates,
Freddie Wadling,
Johnny Osbourne,
ABC,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Tim Buckley,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lakeside,
John Lydon,
Shoche,
Connie Case,
Susan Cadogan,
Gang of Four,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.