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 Macedonia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Gang Green to the dance 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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Dark Day,
Scion,
Grandmaster Flash,
Chrome,
CMW,
Rufus Thomas,
Sugar Minott,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
48th St. Collective,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eden Ahbez,
Inner City,
U.S. Maple,
Schoolly D,
Model 500,
Guru Guru,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Interpol,
David Axelrod,
the Sonics,
Nick Fraelich,
The Move,
The New Christs,
Ice-T,
Warren Ellis,
Barry Ungar,
Dead Boys,
Neil Young,
The Detroit Cobras,
Brand Nubian,
Neu!,
Iggy Pop,
The Monochrome Set,
Oblivians,
Metal Thangz,
Fluxion,
the Germs,
Half Japanese,
Roger Hodgson,
Bush Tetras,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
KRS-One,
Erasure,
Kurtis Blow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultra Naté,
Hoover,
Sun Ra,
Soft Cell,
Henry Cow,
Depeche Mode,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Happenings,
L. Decosne,
Panda Bear,
Hot Snakes,
The Remains,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Techniques,
The Trojans,
Ultimate Spinach,
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.