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 Sierra Leone and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Madrid.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lalo Schifrin to the techno 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Urselle,
John Foxx,
Joe Finger,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Soft Cell,
Curtis Mayfield,
Todd Rundgren,
Fear,
Young Marble Giants,
Negative Approach,
David McCallum,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Divine Comedy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Velvet Underground,
Barry Ungar,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Reagan Youth,
Charles Mingus,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Suburban Knight,
June Days,
Skarface,
Bauhaus,
The Pretty Things,
Sex Pistols,
Bad Manners,
Monks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Blackbyrds,
Drexciya,
Mantronix,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Chris Corsano,
Qualms,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scientists,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ronan,
Shuggie Otis,
Aswad,
Guru Guru,
The Residents,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Excepter,
Buzzcocks,
Wings,
Faraquet,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Stooges,
Underground Resistance,
Essential Logic,
Moby Grape,
Marmalade,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
DJ Style,
The Gladiators,
The Slackers,
Hashim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.