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 Mongolia and from Portland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Alton Ellis 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Index,
Lakeside,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Godley & Creme,
Isaac Hayes,
Model 500,
The New Christs,
Motorama,
The Young Rascals,
The Gun Club,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Knickerbockers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Heaven 17,
Cluster,
Bobby Sherman,
Ponytail,
MDC,
Bronski Beat,
The Offenders,
Alice Coltrane,
Robert Hood,
The Fire Engines,
Yaz,
Matthew Halsall,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Associates,
48th St. Collective,
Deadbeat,
Duran Duran,
Ultravox,
the Sonics,
The Durutti Column,
Sparks,
Roxy Music,
The Stooges,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Techniques,
Gong,
Agitation Free,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bootsy Collins,
Gerry Rafferty,
Second Layer,
Dead Boys,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Al Stewart,
Oblivians,
Loose Ends,
The Red Krayola,
Maleditus Sound,
Ten City,
The Grass Roots,
Sonny Sharrock,
New York Dolls,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.