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 Morocco and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lyres to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Janne Schatter,
Wally Richardson,
the Soft Cell,
Organ,
Alice Coltrane,
Ken Boothe,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Leaves,
The Trojans,
Roger Hodgson,
The Smoke,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Residents,
The Flesh Eaters,
Little Man,
The New Christs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Gap Band,
Fear,
Howard Jones,
One Last Wish,
The United States of America,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Trumans Water,
Swans,
Pantaleimon,
Barrington Levy,
Schoolly D,
Danielle Patucci,
Roxy Music,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lucky Dragons,
Brick,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Barracudas,
Outsiders,
Pharoah Sanders,
Audionom,
Roy Ayers,
Sight & Sound,
The Cure,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dave Gahan,
Camberwell Now,
Chris & Cosey,
The Offenders,
Skriet,
Brass Construction,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Panda Bear,
The Blackbyrds,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Girls At Our Best!,
Charles Mingus,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ultra Naté,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.