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 Belgium and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the rock 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Pulsallama,
the Swans,
Gang of Four,
Black Sheep,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Drexciya,
Harmonia,
Faraquet,
John Coltrane,
Alphaville,
a-ha,
The Music Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gang Gang Dance,
Massinfluence,
Main Source,
Joe Finger,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Toasters,
The Fugs,
Nas,
Bang On A Can,
The Dave Clark Five,
Iggy Pop,
Audionom,
Eden Ahbez,
Sun Ra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ultravox,
Piero Umiliani,
Pylon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hardrive,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ponytail,
The Busters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Con Funk Shun,
David Bowie,
The Monochrome Set,
Bad Manners,
Maleditus Sound,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Trumans Water,
Idris Muhammad,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Trojans,
Todd Terry,
The Monks,
The Victims,
Moss Icon,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Dirtbombs,
Eve St. Jones,
Desert Stars,
The Birthday Party,
Mad Mike,
Neil Young,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.