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 Djibouti and from Paris.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Moleskins to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Goldenarms,
The Stooges,
Q65,
Robert Wyatt,
Sandy B,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Golliwogs,
The Angels of Light,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ten City,
Gang Green,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pussy Galore,
Barrington Levy,
The Fall,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lindisfarne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
AZ,
Faust,
Delta 5,
X-Ray Spex,
Gang of Four,
The Detroit Cobras,
Au Pairs,
Slick Rick,
Crash Course in Science,
Theoretical Girls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Essential Logic,
Ornette Coleman,
Fad Gadget,
Pet Shop Boys,
Big Daddy Kane,
Brand Nubian,
Soft Cell,
Joe Smooth,
Sun City Girls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Groovy Waters,
Das Ding,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bobby Sherman,
Charles Mingus,
Ralphi Rosario,
Suicide,
Kerri Chandler,
Michelle Simonal,
Livin' Joy,
Young Marble Giants,
the Normal,
Ludus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Coltrane,
Isaac Hayes,
Sister Nancy,
Black Sheep,
Deakin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.