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 Burkina and from Accra.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 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 Juan Atkins to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
The Black Dice,
Eden Ahbez,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Adolescents,
Crime,
Public Enemy,
Popol Vuh,
Sonny Sharrock,
Traffic Nightmare,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bobby Sherman,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Matthew Bourne,
Quantec,
The Slackers,
Idris Muhammad,
E-Dancer,
Clear Light,
The Vogues,
The Tremeloes,
Cybotron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Pretty Things,
Robert Hood,
X-102,
Kevin Saunderson,
ABBA,
Sarah Menescal,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Zero Boys,
Ultra Naté,
The Seeds,
Donald Byrd,
Jacob Miller,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Arcadia,
Sound Behaviour,
Quando Quango,
X-101,
The Human League,
Rites of Spring,
Piero Umiliani,
Kaleidoscope,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Accadde A,
Hardrive,
Reuben Wilson,
Oblivians,
Shoche,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Au Pairs,
H. Thieme,
The Evens,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.