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 Italy and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes 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 Bronski Beat to the grime 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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Mantronix,
Guru Guru,
David McCallum,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
X-Ray Spex,
Crispian St. Peters,
Popol Vuh,
Hardrive,
DJ Sneak,
June of 44,
Q and Not U,
Black Sheep,
the Normal,
Pet Shop Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
JFA,
Scan 7,
Royal Trux,
Lower 48,
Can,
The Searchers,
Brothers Johnson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Organ,
Terry Callier,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Minnie Riperton,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scott Walker,
Alton Ellis,
Jeff Mills,
Man Parrish,
Schoolly D,
Oneida,
Carl Craig,
Unwound,
Roxy Music,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Patti Smith,
Siglo XX,
Harmonia,
Boredoms,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bootsy Collins,
Blossom Toes,
Underground Resistance,
Black Flag,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Barbara Tucker,
Delta 5,
Circle Jerks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rotary Connection,
Deadbeat,
The Cure,
Yellowson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.