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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum 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 The Wake 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Flag,
Robert Hood,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sun City Girls,
Skarface,
Con Funk Shun,
Danielle Patucci,
Toni Rubio,
Agitation Free,
The Cowsills,
Todd Terry,
Rekid,
Moebius,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kaleidoscope,
Morten Harket,
Erasure,
Traffic Nightmare,
Isaac Hayes,
Stiv Bators,
Essential Logic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Human League,
CMW,
Arab on Radar,
A Certain Ratio,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Silicon Teens,
Franke,
Slick Rick,
Lalann,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ituana,
Nik Kershaw,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Supertramp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nas,
Camouflage,
Harpers Bizarre,
Throbbing Gristle,
Fela Kuti,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Los Fastidios,
Marine Girls,
Lightning Bolt,
Rites of Spring,
Sexual Harrassment,
Alphaville,
Nick Fraelich,
Carl Craig,
The Evens,
Inner City,
Joe Smooth,
The Barracudas,
Derrick May,
The Litter,
Bill Wells,
Deadbeat,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.