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 Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Donald Fagen 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the grime 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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Dead C,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
La Düsseldorf,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Section 25,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Funky Four + One,
Easy Going,
Cecil Taylor,
Niagra,
Absolute Body Control,
Anakelly,
Pussy Galore,
The Monks,
Fela Kuti,
The Trojans,
The Blackbyrds,
Donald Byrd,
Joey Negro,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
U.S. Maple,
A Certain Ratio,
Little Man,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Can,
The J.B.'s,
The Gap Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alphaville,
Hashim,
Motorama,
Scion,
The Offenders,
Babytalk,
Hardrive,
Severed Heads,
Moebius,
This Heat,
Public Enemy,
Roy Ayers,
MC5,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fortunes,
Electric Prunes,
The Fugs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Swell Maps,
The Five Americans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Index,
Tres Demented,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Inner City,
Schoolly D,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.