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 Czech Republic and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer 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 Pole to the punk 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Smog,
Babytalk,
Simply Red,
Aural Exciters,
Hasil Adkins,
Soul II Soul,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fad Gadget,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare,
Boz Scaggs,
Metal Thangz,
Alison Limerick,
Erykah Badu,
Boredoms,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Yazoo,
Moebius,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Motorama,
Marshall Jefferson,
The United States of America,
Wally Richardson,
Amon Düül,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Albert Ayler,
Pussy Galore,
The Happenings,
The Gories,
Sparks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camouflage,
The Red Krayola,
X-Ray Spex,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bobby Byrd,
Symarip,
Robert Hood,
Ohio Players,
the Sonics,
Dave Gahan,
Brick,
The Fugs,
Q65,
Jacques Brel,
K-Klass,
Marine Girls,
The Fall,
the Normal,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Buzzcocks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mars,
Big Daddy Kane,
Brand Nubian,
Amon Düül II,
Negative Approach,
Susan Cadogan,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.