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 Korea North and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 arpeggiator 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 Cybotron to the dance 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
The Zeros,
Masters at Work,
The Music Machine,
Warren Ellis,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Happenings,
Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Heaven 17,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gang Starr,
Albert Ayler,
Livin' Joy,
Cluster,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Stereo Dub,
Nik Kershaw,
Second Layer,
New Order,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grauzone,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bobby Sherman,
The Associates,
Joy Division,
Spandau Ballet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nirvana,
Scion,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Soft Cell,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sugar Minott,
Slick Rick,
Derrick Morgan,
Crash Course in Science,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thee Headcoats,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sarah Menescal,
June Days,
Lucky Dragons,
B.T. Express,
10cc,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Glenn Branca,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blossom Toes,
Malaria!,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jesper Dahlback,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Iggy Pop,
Erykah Badu,
The American Breed,
The Dead C,
Eli Mardock,
Cecil Taylor,
The Real Kids,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mantronix,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.