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 Kenya and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wasted Youth to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson 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?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
U.S. Maple,
Scion,
Bobby Byrd,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marshall Jefferson,
Talk Talk,
The Residents,
the Swans,
Scrapy,
Sight & Sound,
Basic Channel,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Fuzztones,
Lungfish,
The Modern Lovers,
Crash Course in Science,
Gong,
Cheater Slicks,
John Cale,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kurtis Blow,
Make Up,
Funkadelic,
Joensuu 1685,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soft Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Michelle Simonal,
June of 44,
Mandrill,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Todd Terry,
The Busters,
The Litter,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roxy Music,
Monolake,
The Five Americans,
K-Klass,
Sam Rivers,
Skaos,
Trumans Water,
The J.B.'s,
The Moody Blues,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Desert Stars,
Ten City,
Franke,
Freddie Wadling,
Ice-T,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Music Machine,
Lou Christie,
The Wake,
The Misunderstood,
Gang of Four,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Young Marble Giants,
The Martian,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.