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 Germany and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 Joensuu 1685 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Slick Rick,
Ice-T,
Suburban Knight,
Eric Copeland,
Harmonia,
Joyce Sims,
Second Layer,
the Slits,
Brothers Johnson,
Lakeside,
Chrome,
Make Up,
Derrick Morgan,
The Martian,
Neu!,
Donny Hathaway,
Avey Tare,
Andrew Hill,
John Foxx,
Joe Finger,
Gong,
Judy Mowatt,
Fat Boys,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nation of Ulysses,
Blossom Toes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The United States of America,
The Misunderstood,
Subhumans,
Brand Nubian,
The Neon Judgement,
Funky Four + One,
Crooked Eye,
The Golliwogs,
The Durutti Column,
Flash Fearless,
Sam Rivers,
The Busters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marshall Jefferson,
Toni Rubio,
The Cramps,
Sun City Girls,
Dark Day,
Piero Umiliani,
Urselle,
Intrusion,
Nas,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Normal,
The Blackbyrds,
Groovy Waters,
The Fuzztones,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.