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 Nigeria and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 E-Dancer to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
KRS-One,
Newcleus,
Althea and Donna,
Arthur Verocai,
The Wake,
Public Enemy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Can,
Minor Threat,
The Buckinghams,
The Remains,
Sound Behaviour,
Y Pants,
UT,
New Order,
Erykah Badu,
Sparks,
the Human League,
Avey Tare,
Anakelly,
Toni Rubio,
The Fall,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arab on Radar,
10cc,
Marcia Griffiths,
Neil Young,
Dark Day,
Average White Band,
Swans,
Jandek,
Crispian St. Peters,
Quantec,
Essential Logic,
Idris Muhammad,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Roy Ayers,
Section 25,
The Toasters,
Don Cherry,
Scott Walker,
The Cosmic Jokers,
48th St. Collective,
Dave Gahan,
Quando Quango,
Henry Cow,
U.S. Maple,
The J.B.'s,
Moby Grape,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mummies,
Grey Daturas,
Kenny Larkin,
Royal Trux,
Lightning Bolt,
Pulsallama,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.