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 Germany and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 cv313 to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mr. Review,
Brass Construction,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marc Almond,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lungfish,
Liliput,
Moss Icon,
T.S.O.L.,
Dennis Brown,
Joy Division,
Faraquet,
Amon Düül II,
Blancmange,
Nico,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Reuben Wilson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultravox,
Skaos,
The J.B.'s,
Ronnie Foster,
Mantronix,
Joe Finger,
Bobby Womack,
The United States of America,
Angry Samoans,
Skarface,
Dark Day,
Toni Rubio,
CMW,
Oneida,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Darondo,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Real Kids,
Wally Richardson,
Scan 7,
The Flesh Eaters,
Prince Buster,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scientists,
Todd Rundgren,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Unwound,
H. Thieme,
Bill Wells,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Suicide,
Boredoms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Wake,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Yazoo,
Television,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.