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 Serbia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 OOIOO to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Echospace,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Blake Baxter,
MC5,
Bobby Byrd,
Black Bananas,
Interpol,
Gichy Dan,
Kurtis Blow,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gang Green,
The Count Five,
Man Eating Sloth,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Pretty Things,
Sun City Girls,
Big Daddy Kane,
Brick,
Tres Demented,
Masters at Work,
Scan 7,
Spandau Ballet,
New Order,
cv313,
Excepter,
Albert Ayler,
Brand Nubian,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scientists,
UT,
The Gap Band,
Dual Sessions,
Lou Reed,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fugazi,
The Cramps,
The Slackers,
The Move,
Amon Düül II,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
10cc,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Quadrant,
Scratch Acid,
The Trojans,
Joensuu 1685,
EPMD,
The Skatalites,
Morten Harket,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Main Source,
Animal Collective,
Make Up,
This Heat,
Monks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tropical Tobacco,
Monolake,
Cymande,
The Evens,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.