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 Germany and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin 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 Smog to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
World's Most,
Cybotron,
The Velvet Underground,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cluster,
Bronski Beat,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Model 500,
Erykah Badu,
Junior Murvin,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Aaron Thompson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Prince Buster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Q and Not U,
MC5,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Hoover,
Siglo XX,
The Flesh Eaters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Peter and Kerry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
Icehouse,
Agent Orange,
Chris & Cosey,
Kerrie Biddell,
Deadbeat,
Jacques Brel,
Malaria!,
Eric Copeland,
Crispy Ambulance,
Parry Music,
Lindisfarne,
Jawbox,
Stereo Dub,
Aswad,
In Retrospect,
The Selecter,
Eddi Front,
Essential Logic,
The Trojans,
The Count Five,
Magazine,
Jerry's Kids,
Ice-T,
Ossler,
Lakeside,
the Swans,
Lebanon Hanover,
Skriet,
Country Teasers,
10cc,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marvin Gaye,
The Barracudas,
Cheater Slicks,
Fat Boys,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.