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 Congo and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Main Source to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Rites of Spring,
the Sonics,
Scrapy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
La Düsseldorf,
Man Parrish,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Inner City,
X-101,
X-Ray Spex,
Kerri Chandler,
The Fire Engines,
Ludus,
Lou Christie,
Joy Division,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dark Day,
kango's stein massive,
EPMD,
Glenn Branca,
Peter and Kerry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Organ,
Babytalk,
the Soft Cell,
Massinfluence,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kayak,
Kerrie Biddell,
Young Marble Giants,
Q65,
Idris Muhammad,
Q and Not U,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Josef K,
Brick,
China Crisis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roger Hodgson,
One Last Wish,
Tim Buckley,
Clear Light,
The Count Five,
Derrick May,
The Doors,
T.S.O.L.,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ohio Players,
Radiohead,
The Buckinghams,
the Association,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cal Tjader,
Michelle Simonal,
Outsiders,
Public Enemy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sun City Girls,
Second Layer,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.