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 Colombia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 organ 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 Excepter to the jazz 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Nico,
Boogie Down Productions,
CMW,
Slick Rick,
Metal Thangz,
Lightning Bolt,
The Flesh Eaters,
Wally Richardson,
The Moody Blues,
The Sonics,
Fat Boys,
The Grass Roots,
Sun Ra,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Bourne,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Man Parrish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soft Cell,
Kaleidoscope,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nas,
Todd Rundgren,
The Kinks,
New Order,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
X-101,
Anakelly,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sugar Minott,
DNA,
Crooked Eye,
Iggy Pop,
Angry Samoans,
Rakim,
Icehouse,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fatback Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bang On A Can,
The Selecter,
Surgeon,
Mo-Dettes,
Glenn Branca,
R.M.O.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fortunes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eddi Front,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter & Gordon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobby Sherman,
Zero Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.