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 Sierra Leone and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Susan Cadogan 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
the Association,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
A Certain Ratio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
David Axelrod,
Sugar Minott,
Depeche Mode,
Wire,
Peter & Gordon,
Sparks,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jawbox,
Gastr Del Sol,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Erasure,
Roy Ayers,
Alison Limerick,
The Pop Group,
Eurythmics,
Ten City,
Pulsallama,
Maurizio,
Kurtis Blow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Trojans,
Tim Buckley,
Cameo,
Babytalk,
Scientists,
Bush Tetras,
Heaven 17,
Rapeman,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The United States of America,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Panda Bear,
L. Decosne,
Brass Construction,
Von Mondo,
Neu!,
Soulsonic Force,
Banda Bassotti,
Mo-Dettes,
Underground Resistance,
Joyce Sims,
Sound Behaviour,
Subhumans,
Index,
Peter and Kerry,
Make Up,
Severed Heads,
Altered Images,
Main Source,
Lakeside,
Animal Collective,
Susan Cadogan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dawn Penn,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.