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 Tajikistan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Moby Grape 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain 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?
The Walker Brothers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Hoover,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lou Reed,
Eddi Front,
Eden Ahbez,
Amazonics,
Ten City,
Absolute Body Control,
Arthur Verocai,
Lower 48,
Ludus,
Cluster,
Radiopuhelimet,
Zapp,
Newcleus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Banda Bassotti,
Tommy Roe,
CMW,
The Searchers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chrome,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Gang Dance,
Judy Mowatt,
The Slits,
Stereo Dub,
Toni Rubio,
Freddie Wadling,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sight & Sound,
Groovy Waters,
Camouflage,
The Misunderstood,
Heaven 17,
Ronan,
Eric Copeland,
Joensuu 1685,
Iggy Pop,
Basic Channel,
Fugazi,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ituana,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Smiths,
Tom Boy,
Crash Course in Science,
The Dirtbombs,
Camberwell Now,
The Last Poets,
Quando Quango,
Wally Richardson,
Fela Kuti,
Surgeon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.