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 Korea North and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 Salvador and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grunge 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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Au Pairs,
Nik Kershaw,
New Order,
Con Funk Shun,
Harry Pussy,
Clear Light,
the Association,
The Mojo Men,
Hoover,
Piero Umiliani,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Agent Orange,
Drexciya,
Amon Düül,
Radiohead,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Interpol,
Barrington Levy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mr. Review,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Todd Rundgren,
Accadde A,
cv313,
Glambeats Corp.,
LL Cool J,
Aswad,
Pussy Galore,
Panda Bear,
Janne Schatter,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Television Personalities,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Walker Brothers,
Joe Finger,
Joey Negro,
Von Mondo,
Can,
Peter & Gordon,
New York Dolls,
Crispian St. Peters,
Inner City,
Ponytail,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Monks,
Grauzone,
Severed Heads,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sandy B,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scion,
Heaven 17,
Joensuu 1685,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.