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 Italy and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 DJ Style to the jazz 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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Surgeon,
Deepchord,
New Order,
The Real Kids,
Ohio Players,
Massinfluence,
The Searchers,
The Smiths,
Funky Four + One,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Bananas,
Reagan Youth,
Unrelated Segments,
Urselle,
The Saints,
Roy Ayers,
Procol Harum,
Dave Gahan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jeff Mills,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Standells,
June Days,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Blues Magoos,
The Selecter,
John Foxx,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rakim,
Delta 5,
A Certain Ratio,
Scan 7,
Wolf Eyes,
Smog,
Pierre Henry,
The Fall,
Neu!,
The Mojo Men,
Grauzone,
Public Image Ltd.,
Faust,
The Cramps,
Drexciya,
Technova,
Kaleidoscope,
Television Personalities,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Thompson Twins,
T.S.O.L.,
Sugar Minott,
The Zeros,
The Count Five,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eric B and Rakim,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Zapp,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.