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 Georgia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ 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 Moebius to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Magma,
Scott Walker,
E-Dancer,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Young Rascals,
Joy Division,
Von Mondo,
the Human League,
Crash Course in Science,
One Last Wish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Frankie Knuckles,
In Retrospect,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scan 7,
Funky Four + One,
The Human League,
Q and Not U,
Danielle Patucci,
Suburban Knight,
The Victims,
Cybotron,
Goldenarms,
Steve Hackett,
The Fortunes,
Tubeway Army,
Wings,
The Gladiators,
Skarface,
Brick,
Tres Demented,
Lou Christie,
The Wake,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Technova,
Rod Modell,
Rosa Yemen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Howard Jones,
F. McDonald,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Skaos,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Fuzztones,
Rapeman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Real Kids,
Warren Ellis,
Jawbox,
James White and The Blacks,
The Electric Prunes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fatback Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eric Copeland,
Alphaville,
Procol Harum,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.