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 Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Rotary Connection,
Dual Sessions,
Blake Baxter,
Excepter,
Public Enemy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Peter & Gordon,
OOIOO,
Skarface,
The Sisters of Mercy,
10cc,
Icehouse,
X-Ray Spex,
Soft Cell,
Donny Hathaway,
Toni Rubio,
Tom Boy,
Donald Byrd,
Rhythm & Sound,
Supertramp,
Dorothy Ashby,
Black Pus,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Flag,
Bronski Beat,
Lucky Dragons,
Mr. Review,
Thompson Twins,
H. Thieme,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nirvana,
Al Stewart,
Basic Channel,
Iggy Pop,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Leonard Cohen,
Malaria!,
Roxette,
Pussy Galore,
Ronnie Foster,
Terry Callier,
Rufus Thomas,
Bang On A Can,
The Offenders,
Soft Machine,
T. Rex,
Monolake,
Bauhaus,
Lightning Bolt,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Severed Heads,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hasil Adkins,
Porter Ricks,
The Gladiators,
Saccharine Trust,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Funky Four + One,
Scrapy,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.