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 Tajikistan and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Traffic Nightmare to the grime 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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
AZ,
The Move,
Slave,
Lakeside,
the Human League,
Bronski Beat,
Ultravox,
Aloha Tigers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Altered Images,
Sex Pistols,
Animal Collective,
Wings,
Black Moon,
The Searchers,
Maleditus Sound,
Fat Boys,
the Bar-Kays,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jacques Brel,
Flash Fearless,
FM Einheit,
Bush Tetras,
Dead Boys,
Surgeon,
Mark Hollis,
The Motions,
Cluster,
Babytalk,
Yazoo,
Todd Rundgren,
Pussy Galore,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Judy Mowatt,
Zapp,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Donald Byrd,
Mo-Dettes,
Quando Quango,
the Normal,
Supertramp,
Bauhaus,
Panda Bear,
Mission of Burma,
Goldenarms,
The Residents,
The Blues Magoos,
Heaven 17,
Lebanon Hanover,
Underground Resistance,
Rekid,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Neil Young,
Juan Atkins,
10cc,
Fear,
Theoretical Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Symarip,
Newcleus,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.