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 Uganda and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
New Age Steppers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Flipper,
Eden Ahbez,
Sun Ra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Can,
Quando Quango,
Pylon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Depeche Mode,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Goldenarms,
Donny Hathaway,
The Cramps,
Eli Mardock,
The Moleskins,
Rotary Connection,
The Star Department,
The Residents,
Jawbox,
Brass Construction,
The Doors,
The Skatalites,
The Slits,
Ronan,
Oblivians,
Rufus Thomas,
Mark Hollis,
Agitation Free,
These Immortal Souls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Blake Baxter,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Normal,
E-Dancer,
Unrelated Segments,
Marine Girls,
FM Einheit,
Nico,
Rakim,
Joensuu 1685,
Soft Machine,
Gong,
Pagans,
La Düsseldorf,
Kas Product,
Mad Mike,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Warren Ellis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Saccharine Trust,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Schoolly D,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Glenn Branca,
Television Personalities,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Susan Cadogan,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.