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 France and from Shanghai.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Gregory Isaacs to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Camberwell Now,
Deakin,
Gang Green,
Heaven 17,
The Cramps,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gichy Dan,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Seeds,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scion,
The Gun Club,
Intrusion,
ABC,
Joey Negro,
This Heat,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Vainqueur,
Duran Duran,
Roxy Music,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Roy Ayers,
The Move,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sällskapet,
Lalann,
Ossler,
The J.B.'s,
Marmalade,
The Fall,
Erasure,
The Dirtbombs,
Scott Walker,
Stiv Bators,
Marcia Griffiths,
Average White Band,
The Pretty Things,
MDC,
Supertramp,
Susan Cadogan,
Wolf Eyes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Flash Fearless,
Joensuu 1685,
Boz Scaggs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rosa Yemen,
Unwound,
Japan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Zero Boys,
Joyce Sims,
Massinfluence,
Kurtis Blow,
Delon & Dalcan,
James White and The Blacks,
Crash Course in Science,
Aural Exciters,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.