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 Mali and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Fall to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Nick Fraelich,
Depeche Mode,
Supertramp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Little Man,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Quantec,
Gang of Four,
Section 25,
Minnie Riperton,
Absolute Body Control,
Vainqueur,
Gabor Szabo,
Dave Gahan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sparks,
Jerry's Kids,
Ituana,
Mars,
Magazine,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marvin Gaye,
X-101,
Cybotron,
Desert Stars,
Stereo Dub,
The Birthday Party,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cal Tjader,
Procol Harum,
Schoolly D,
Camouflage,
KRS-One,
Japan,
10cc,
Gang Gang Dance,
Harmonia,
Malaria!,
Drexciya,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mandrill,
Easy Going,
Young Marble Giants,
the Bar-Kays,
Ultravox,
Bronski Beat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Main Source,
Bill Wells,
The Grass Roots,
The Star Department,
Dawn Penn,
Tom Boy,
Idris Muhammad,
Rekid,
X-102,
China Crisis,
Howard Jones,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DJ Sneak,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.