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 San Marino and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 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 Ultimate Spinach to the funk 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Tomorrow,
Stockholm Monsters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Brass Construction,
Ponytail,
Pierre Henry,
Vainqueur,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joe Finger,
Crooked Eye,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sex Pistols,
H. Thieme,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minutemen,
Arcadia,
Main Source,
Brick,
Althea and Donna,
Joy Division,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sexual Harrassment,
Symarip,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cheater Slicks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Isaac Hayes,
Erasure,
Boz Scaggs,
Easy Going,
Pylon,
Jeru the Damaja,
Man Eating Sloth,
Howard Jones,
Rotary Connection,
Johnny Osbourne,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brand Nubian,
X-102,
Scan 7,
Cameo,
Trumans Water,
Deepchord,
Saccharine Trust,
Spoonie Gee,
The Martian,
Danielle Patucci,
Radiopuhelimet,
Darondo,
The Grass Roots,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Young Rascals,
Man Parrish,
Intrusion,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.