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 Uruguay and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow 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 mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
DJ Sneak,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Aural Exciters,
U.S. Maple,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mad Mike,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Q65,
Gastr Del Sol,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bill Near,
Smog,
Heaven 17,
the Swans,
Yaz,
Lucky Dragons,
Sugar Minott,
Howard Jones,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Popol Vuh,
Robert Hood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Invisible,
Little Man,
The Searchers,
Ronnie Foster,
Los Fastidios,
Anakelly,
Ice-T,
Barbara Tucker,
Pulsallama,
MC5,
Interpol,
Lightning Bolt,
Mandrill,
Quantec,
Althea and Donna,
Godley & Creme,
Vladislav Delay,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Golliwogs,
the Germs,
Flipper,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Erykah Badu,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
K-Klass,
Josef K,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mission of Burma,
Soul II Soul,
John Foxx,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eric Dolphy,
One Last Wish,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.