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 Monaco and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Soulsonic Force,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Outsiders,
Pylon,
Marine Girls,
The Motions,
Toni Rubio,
Howard Jones,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lee Hazlewood,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Searchers,
Oblivians,
ABBA,
Wolf Eyes,
Simply Red,
Blancmange,
Deakin,
The New Christs,
Easy Going,
Whodini,
DJ Style,
Section 25,
Avey Tare,
Scan 7,
Funky Four + One,
Masters at Work,
JFA,
Eurythmics,
Amon Düül,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jawbox,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Dirtbombs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Popol Vuh,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lindisfarne,
Fad Gadget,
Sonic Youth,
Janne Schatter,
Arcadia,
Mo-Dettes,
ABC,
T. Rex,
The Trojans,
Anakelly,
The Barracudas,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
MDC,
Tomorrow,
Bobby Sherman,
Japan,
Von Mondo,
The Neon Judgement,
AZ,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
David Bowie,
Ultimate Spinach,
Derrick May,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.