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 Korea South and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Slick Rick to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Unwound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Oblivians,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Basic Channel,
The Mummies,
Lindisfarne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jandek,
The Dirtbombs,
Amazonics,
Surgeon,
Sun City Girls,
New York Dolls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Severed Heads,
The Names,
cv313,
Skriet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Clear Light,
The Skatalites,
Black Moon,
Gil Scott Heron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rites of Spring,
Sam Rivers,
The Doors,
Grandmaster Flash,
MC5,
Minny Pops,
Siglo XX,
FM Einheit,
10cc,
a-ha,
Soul Sonic Force,
Niagra,
Iggy Pop,
Arcadia,
The Pretty Things,
Camouflage,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Misunderstood,
Television Personalities,
the Normal,
Cal Tjader,
Angry Samoans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Delta 5,
The J.B.'s,
The Monochrome Set,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gladiators,
Eli Mardock,
Nick Fraelich,
Qualms,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.