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 Maldives and from Shanghai.
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 Halifax and Cairo.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Drexciya to the techno 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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
David Bowie,
Vladislav Delay,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faraquet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
John Lydon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sandy B,
Jandek,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pulsallama,
Fat Boys,
Monolake,
Mantronix,
Minnie Riperton,
CMW,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joey Negro,
Steve Hackett,
EPMD,
Rosa Yemen,
Sound Behaviour,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Zeros,
kango's stein massive,
Toni Rubio,
Bob Dylan,
The Raincoats,
Pantaleimon,
Swell Maps,
Youth Brigade,
Erykah Badu,
Ice-T,
Negative Approach,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Martian,
David McCallum,
Japan,
Grey Daturas,
Popol Vuh,
Essential Logic,
Bang On A Can,
Avey Tare,
MC5,
Q65,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Sound,
Duran Duran,
Tears for Fears,
Skarface,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cluster,
Panda Bear,
Minor Threat,
Sixth Finger,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sam Rivers,
Buzzcocks,
Warren Ellis,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.