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 Afghanistan and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Parry Music to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Blancmange,
Cheater Slicks,
Eddi Front,
Skriet,
Minutemen,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ponytail,
Section 25,
Mandrill,
Roxette,
Amazonics,
Glenn Branca,
the Bar-Kays,
Quando Quango,
The Alarm Clocks,
Crime,
Donny Hathaway,
Maurizio,
Monolake,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rhythm & Sound,
Roy Ayers,
Swans,
The Detroit Cobras,
Malaria!,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Clear Light,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Stooges,
PIL,
John Cale,
La Düsseldorf,
Bob Dylan,
Unwound,
The Barracudas,
Sight & Sound,
a-ha,
Soulsonic Force,
Shuggie Otis,
Groovy Waters,
The Slits,
Brass Construction,
Ten City,
10cc,
Boz Scaggs,
Lyres,
Cameo,
Charles Mingus,
Rekid,
Gastr Del Sol,
Freddie Wadling,
This Heat,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Porter Ricks,
Peter & Gordon,
Masters at Work,
Skarface,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.