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 Mongolia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Groovy Waters to the disco 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
the Association,
Harmonia,
These Immortal Souls,
Kenny Larkin,
Sparks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roy Ayers,
Rosa Yemen,
Deepchord,
The Skatalites,
Half Japanese,
Fad Gadget,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Boredoms,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Circle Jerks,
The Moleskins,
The Velvet Underground,
Don Cherry,
Dennis Brown,
Throbbing Gristle,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pulsallama,
Matthew Halsall,
Blancmange,
Theoretical Girls,
Ituana,
The Smiths,
Black Pus,
Malaria!,
The Dave Clark Five,
Oblivians,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Slave,
Fela Kuti,
Bad Manners,
CMW,
Massinfluence,
B.T. Express,
Matthew Bourne,
Agent Orange,
Letta Mbulu,
Tubeway Army,
Camouflage,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Yusef Lateef,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Toni Rubio,
The Raincoats,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Severed Heads,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cure,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.