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 Zimbabwe and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Flamin' Groovies to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Kevin Saunderson,
The New Christs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Schoolly D,
Outsiders,
Royal Trux,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Barracudas,
Kas Product,
The Human League,
Bob Dylan,
Scion,
Severed Heads,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nico,
Liliput,
Popol Vuh,
Unrelated Segments,
the Soft Cell,
The Monks,
Silicon Teens,
The Leaves,
Con Funk Shun,
Gang Starr,
Al Stewart,
Eden Ahbez,
Skarface,
Soft Cell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Youth Brigade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Blancmange,
Funkadelic,
Cheater Slicks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deakin,
Hoover,
This Heat,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Susan Cadogan,
Patti Smith,
Chris Corsano,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Beau Brummels,
Can,
The Martian,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Television Personalities,
Eli Mardock,
Tres Demented,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Holt,
Blake Baxter,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fatback Band,
Masters at Work,
PIL,
Anthony Braxton,
Swans,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.