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 Malawi and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Delta 5 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skriet,
The Monks,
Funky Four + One,
Con Funk Shun,
Skarface,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rod Modell,
Y Pants,
Steve Hackett,
E-Dancer,
Idris Muhammad,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bill Wells,
Gabor Szabo,
Main Source,
Das Ding,
Gang Green,
the Sonics,
Josef K,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sparks,
Scan 7,
Ronnie Foster,
The Velvet Underground,
The Fortunes,
Traffic Nightmare,
Inner City,
Niagra,
Loose Ends,
Symarip,
Grey Daturas,
Aaron Thompson,
Ludus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Au Pairs,
Bang On A Can,
Max Romeo,
Quantec,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Associates,
Davy DMX,
Soft Machine,
The Evens,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Cowsills,
Marmalade,
The Slits,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Divine Comedy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Unrelated Segments,
Ken Boothe,
Flipper,
The Modern Lovers,
Agitation Free,
Dave Gahan,
Zero Boys,
Barclay James Harvest,
Vainqueur,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.