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 Serbia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ohio Players to the rap 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding 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 '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 Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Depeche Mode,
a-ha,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jimmy McGriff,
MDC,
The Toasters,
Franke,
The Count Five,
The Zeros,
Clear Light,
Intrusion,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Moon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marmalade,
The Skatalites,
Aural Exciters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The New Christs,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rotary Connection,
Mark Hollis,
Crooked Eye,
Drive Like Jehu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sound Behaviour,
Leonard Cohen,
Aswad,
Grauzone,
Absolute Body Control,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Monks,
Amon Düül,
Negative Approach,
Goldenarms,
The Happenings,
Derrick May,
The Blues Magoos,
Public Image Ltd.,
kango's stein massive,
Gang Green,
Television,
Moebius,
Slave,
Technova,
Glambeats Corp.,
Surgeon,
Sex Pistols,
Popol Vuh,
Morten Harket,
Quantec,
T.S.O.L.,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Accadde A,
Shuggie Otis,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.