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 Uganda and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 ABC to the electroclash 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Bootsy Collins,
Toni Rubio,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Goldenarms,
Main Source,
Panda Bear,
Man Eating Sloth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bronski Beat,
Unrelated Segments,
Bad Manners,
Ronan,
Schoolly D,
The American Breed,
The Modern Lovers,
DJ Sneak,
Juan Atkins,
Amazonics,
Flash Fearless,
Lou Christie,
Livin' Joy,
X-102,
Fela Kuti,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crime,
Steve Hackett,
Skriet,
The Tremeloes,
Faust,
The Mojo Men,
Parry Music,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tres Demented,
Colin Newman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jerry's Kids,
Grandmaster Flash,
MDC,
Stereo Dub,
Maleditus Sound,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Index,
Gang Green,
Basic Channel,
The Flesh Eaters,
Guru Guru,
Hasil Adkins,
Blossom Toes,
Avey Tare,
Delta 5,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eden Ahbez,
John Foxx,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scrapy,
FM Einheit,
Pole,
Yaz,
Loose Ends,
Gang Gang Dance,
Morten Harket,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.