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 Pakistan and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
AZ,
Dual Sessions,
June Days,
Television,
Rites of Spring,
The Alarm Clocks,
ABBA,
Pet Shop Boys,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yazoo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Shoche,
LL Cool J,
Aaron Thompson,
The Busters,
Ornette Coleman,
The Pretty Things,
Ken Boothe,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Heaven 17,
Lungfish,
Moebius,
Tomorrow,
Carl Craig,
Brothers Johnson,
The Move,
Swans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rekid,
Johnny Clarke,
Duran Duran,
James White and The Blacks,
Quando Quango,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pagans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soft Machine,
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Michelle Simonal,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Terry,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Young Marble Giants,
cv313,
Altered Images,
Minnie Riperton,
Marvin Gaye,
Suburban Knight,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fluxion,
The Divine Comedy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grandmaster Flash,
Delta 5,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.