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 Sudan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum 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 The Names to the grunge 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Techniques,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Knickerbockers,
Reagan Youth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Foxx,
Brass Construction,
Maleditus Sound,
Ronan,
Marvin Gaye,
Radiohead,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bobby Byrd,
Henry Cow,
Davy DMX,
H. Thieme,
Dawn Penn,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Alarm Clocks,
June Days,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Aswad,
Pylon,
The Remains,
Cluster,
The Fall,
Ten City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Shadows of Knight,
Symarip,
The Cure,
Crime,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Iggy Pop,
LL Cool J,
Depeche Mode,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pole,
Mandrill,
The Monochrome Set,
Bad Manners,
The Walker Brothers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
John Lydon,
Fat Boys,
Subhumans,
FM Einheit,
Shoche,
The Dead C,
The Happenings,
The Mojo Men,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.