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 Yemen and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Lou Reed 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 Scrapy to the techno 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Negative Approach,
Agitation Free,
The Standells,
Bauhaus,
Surgeon,
Half Japanese,
Interpol,
Patti Smith,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Prince Buster,
Mars,
Intrusion,
K-Klass,
Pierre Henry,
Brass Construction,
Johnny Clarke,
John Foxx,
The Count Five,
Barry Ungar,
Letta Mbulu,
PIL,
The Victims,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Masters at Work,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scion,
the Normal,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Pop Group,
The Birthday Party,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Anthony Braxton,
Rod Modell,
Slave,
Eve St. Jones,
Donny Hathaway,
the Soft Cell,
Jawbox,
Rotary Connection,
Bad Manners,
Tomorrow,
Frankie Knuckles,
Vladislav Delay,
Popol Vuh,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tommy Roe,
Newcleus,
Mantronix,
Panda Bear,
Hasil Adkins,
Urselle,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bronski Beat,
Audionom,
Dawn Penn,
The Leaves,
The Divine Comedy,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.