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 Grenada and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Columbus.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dual Sessions to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Underground Resistance,
Siglo XX,
Bad Manners,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Holt,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warren Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gun Club,
Slave,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Litter,
Bronski Beat,
Smog,
DJ Sneak,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jawbox,
X-Ray Spex,
Reuben Wilson,
Cymande,
Average White Band,
Amon Düül II,
Lalann,
Sight & Sound,
Bluetip,
X-102,
Fela Kuti,
Funkadelic,
Sixth Finger,
Blossom Toes,
Das Ding,
R.M.O.,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Beau Brummels,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The American Breed,
Essential Logic,
The Index,
the Slits,
The Real Kids,
Tubeway Army,
Ice-T,
Kas Product,
The Star Department,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Moon,
Anthony Braxton,
The Smiths,
John Cale,
Derrick Morgan,
Simply Red,
Pantaleimon,
Mission of Burma,
Accadde A,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fear,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.