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 Mozambique and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 synthesizer 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 Icehouse to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fugs,
Dave Gahan,
Japan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Hardrive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Bananas,
E-Dancer,
the Fania All-Stars,
Michelle Simonal,
Rakim,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Robert Wyatt,
Rosa Yemen,
Fad Gadget,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Joyce Sims,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Cale,
The Busters,
Tom Boy,
Ponytail,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Pus,
Cybotron,
Skarface,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Yusef Lateef,
Roxette,
Chrome,
Surgeon,
Slave,
Dennis Brown,
Wings,
The American Breed,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
CMW,
Roy Ayers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roger Hodgson,
DJ Sneak,
Joensuu 1685,
The Sonics,
Kayak,
The Kinks,
The Evens,
Chris & Cosey,
Judy Mowatt,
Pharoah Sanders,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crooked Eye,
David McCallum,
Bobby Byrd,
Matthew Halsall,
Main Source,
Echospace,
Zero Boys,
World's Most,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wasted Youth,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.