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 San Marino and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
E-Dancer,
Fatback Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ultimate Spinach,
Goldenarms,
Metal Thangz,
Dual Sessions,
John Holt,
LL Cool J,
China Crisis,
Nick Fraelich,
Section 25,
The Busters,
Glenn Branca,
Grauzone,
Warren Ellis,
Surgeon,
Laurel Aitken,
Spandau Ballet,
David Axelrod,
Anthony Braxton,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Negative Approach,
Quando Quango,
Massinfluence,
Andrew Hill,
AZ,
David Bowie,
Brick,
The Fortunes,
Pagans,
Fluxion,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Panda Bear,
Eurythmics,
The Real Kids,
Steve Hackett,
Loose Ends,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Music Machine,
The Misunderstood,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bob Dylan,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Wake,
Fela Kuti,
John Coltrane,
Sarah Menescal,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Todd Rundgren,
Chris & Cosey,
Quadrant,
The Grass Roots,
Black Pus,
Shoche,
Alphaville,
Jandek,
Juan Atkins,
Gichy Dan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.