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 Latvia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 PIL to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Deepchord,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bauhaus,
Dual Sessions,
The Move,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pierre Henry,
Schoolly D,
Kerri Chandler,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gong,
T. Rex,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Durutti Column,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ponytail,
Joe Smooth,
The Fall,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Man Eating Sloth,
Malaria!,
Mr. Review,
Juan Atkins,
Quando Quango,
Chris Corsano,
Average White Band,
Fatback Band,
DJ Sneak,
Pet Shop Boys,
David Bowie,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Tres Demented,
Derrick Morgan,
FM Einheit,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Shadows of Knight,
Derrick May,
Glambeats Corp.,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Robert Görl,
Sun City Girls,
Althea and Donna,
OOIOO,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camberwell Now,
Shoche,
Masters at Work,
Cheater Slicks,
Pantaleimon,
The Smiths,
Mary Jane Girls,
Alison Limerick,
Sarah Menescal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Guru Guru,
Ultravox,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Normal,
Amon Düül,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.