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 Russia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tehran.
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 synthesizer 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 The Angels of Light to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
The Offenders,
Hoover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brand Nubian,
Magma,
Eric B and Rakim,
Babytalk,
Accadde A,
Davy DMX,
Terry Callier,
Nirvana,
Young Marble Giants,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mad Mike,
Stetsasonic,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tomorrow,
Swans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Essential Logic,
Liliput,
Masters at Work,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
UT,
Dave Gahan,
Tears for Fears,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television Personalities,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Mojo Men,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eve St. Jones,
Sex Pistols,
Terrestrial Tones,
La Düsseldorf,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barry Ungar,
The Blues Magoos,
Kurtis Blow,
Derrick May,
The Smiths,
Brothers Johnson,
Eric Dolphy,
Audionom,
Heaven 17,
Sugar Minott,
The Litter,
Anthony Braxton,
The Doobie Brothers,
June Days,
Arab on Radar,
Half Japanese,
PIL,
Altered Images,
The Tremeloes,
Minnie Riperton,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.