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 Mali and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mexico City.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The United States of America to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Index,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Trumans Water,
Sight & Sound,
The Fall,
MC5,
Scientists,
Panda Bear,
Japan,
Peter & Gordon,
The Moody Blues,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Outsiders,
Lightning Bolt,
Minutemen,
Jandek,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Doobie Brothers,
Subhumans,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Robert Wyatt,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Schoolly D,
The Electric Prunes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mandrill,
X-101,
Shoche,
Joe Finger,
Rapeman,
The Five Americans,
Erasure,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nils Olav,
Davy DMX,
The Cowsills,
EPMD,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DJ Style,
Franke,
The Offenders,
Blake Baxter,
Piero Umiliani,
Warren Ellis,
Procol Harum,
Fugazi,
Dawn Penn,
Skarface,
Scratch Acid,
Kaleidoscope,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
One Last Wish,
The American Breed,
Bad Manners,
Arab on Radar,
The Velvet Underground,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sparks,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.