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 Belarus and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 This Heat to the jazz 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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Marine Girls,
Subhumans,
Mary Jane Girls,
Surgeon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David McCallum,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Mighty Diamonds,
June Days,
Alton Ellis,
James White and The Blacks,
KRS-One,
Swans,
The Monochrome Set,
Jeff Lynne,
Newcleus,
Ohio Players,
Max Romeo,
Khruangbin,
the Sonics,
Loose Ends,
Patti Smith,
Hot Snakes,
The Five Americans,
The Sonics,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Crime,
Eurythmics,
Rapeman,
Cheater Slicks,
Pole,
Organ,
The Zeros,
Ornette Coleman,
EPMD,
The Happenings,
Index,
Arthur Verocai,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
10cc,
Mad Mike,
Marshall Jefferson,
Laurel Aitken,
D'Angelo,
UT,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quantec,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ossler,
Hashim,
Hardrive,
Sonny Sharrock,
This Heat,
Tommy Roe,
Nick Fraelich,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bad Manners,
Jandek,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.