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 Nicaragua and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin 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 The Raincoats to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispian St. Peters,
Faraquet,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eurythmics,
The Stooges,
Gregory Isaacs,
Delta 5,
The Fall,
Drexciya,
Metal Thangz,
Neil Young,
Con Funk Shun,
Niagra,
Michelle Simonal,
Neu!,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Make Up,
Erasure,
The Angels of Light,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Doors,
The Motions,
Pantytec,
Echospace,
Tommy Roe,
Andrew Hill,
Grauzone,
Silicon Teens,
The Offenders,
Public Image Ltd.,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Peter & Gordon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Alphaville,
Crash Course in Science,
Mission of Burma,
Hashim,
Minnie Riperton,
Television,
Zapp,
Soul II Soul,
Liliput,
John Coltrane,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Derrick May,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Evens,
Darondo,
Agent Orange,
The Young Rascals,
Lee Hazlewood,
Malaria!,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Sheep,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Can,
Roy Ayers,
Bootsy Collins,
Bush Tetras,
Moss Icon,
Blancmange,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.