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 Kiribati and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 China Crisis to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Darondo,
Hardrive,
Gang Starr,
Whodini,
Peter and Kerry,
The Happenings,
AZ,
Boz Scaggs,
Rapeman,
Basic Channel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Motorama,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
F. McDonald,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Laurel Aitken,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Fuzztones,
The Barracudas,
Sister Nancy,
The Seeds,
Morten Harket,
kango's stein massive,
Urselle,
Massinfluence,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roxette,
Fifty Foot Hose,
ABC,
The Fortunes,
Donny Hathaway,
Ludus,
Junior Murvin,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Kinks,
John Holt,
Scratch Acid,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Dead C,
Organ,
the Slits,
Deepchord,
The Real Kids,
The Buckinghams,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Barbara Tucker,
Grauzone,
Quantec,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Music Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bill Wells,
R.M.O.,
Panda Bear,
In Retrospect,
Circle Jerks,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marine Girls,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.