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 China and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ludus to the funk 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Shadows of Knight,
Country Teasers,
the Human League,
Cybotron,
The Golliwogs,
Piero Umiliani,
Rites of Spring,
Iggy Pop,
These Immortal Souls,
Boredoms,
Sight & Sound,
Pulsallama,
Minutemen,
Jerry Gold Smith,
H. Thieme,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Mojo Men,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Slackers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slick Rick,
Gang Starr,
The Searchers,
DJ Sneak,
Qualms,
Symarip,
Von Mondo,
Silicon Teens,
Public Image Ltd.,
John Holt,
Rotary Connection,
Tears for Fears,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mantronix,
Lalann,
KRS-One,
Kenny Larkin,
Q65,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mo-Dettes,
The Red Krayola,
Susan Cadogan,
Warren Ellis,
Wolf Eyes,
The Wake,
The Smiths,
Radio Birdman,
E-Dancer,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Funkadelic,
Blake Baxter,
The Residents,
Matthew Bourne,
Yazoo,
Colin Newman,
Subhumans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Duran Duran,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.