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 Sri Lanka and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and London.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mr. Review to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Tommy Roe,
Nils Olav,
Swans,
Colin Newman,
ABBA,
Blake Baxter,
Swell Maps,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
DJ Sneak,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Gories,
The Black Dice,
Godley & Creme,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bauhaus,
Ornette Coleman,
Agitation Free,
Mission of Burma,
Gabor Szabo,
Ultimate Spinach,
Chrome,
Michelle Simonal,
Cal Tjader,
Shoche,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sound Behaviour,
Gichy Dan,
Delta 5,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Easy Going,
Cheater Slicks,
H. Thieme,
Fatback Band,
DJ Style,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Roxette,
Laurel Aitken,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Arthur Verocai,
The Star Department,
Terry Callier,
Con Funk Shun,
Moebius,
Bizarre Inc.,
F. McDonald,
The Monochrome Set,
the Sonics,
Eric Copeland,
The Slits,
Porter Ricks,
Popol Vuh,
Rekid,
The Buckinghams,
Wire,
Eve St. Jones,
Junior Murvin,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.