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 Nepal and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Youth Brigade to the techno 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flash Fearless,
Avey Tare,
James White and The Blacks,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Star Department,
Laurel Aitken,
Maurizio,
Rekid,
Patti Smith,
Outsiders,
Dark Day,
Scratch Acid,
The Music Machine,
David Bowie,
Boogie Down Productions,
Max Romeo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rufus Thomas,
Jacques Brel,
R.M.O.,
Thompson Twins,
X-Ray Spex,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eli Mardock,
The Doobie Brothers,
Radiohead,
Silicon Teens,
Franke,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Peter & Gordon,
Wire,
Absolute Body Control,
Blossom Toes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Alison Limerick,
Aloha Tigers,
Grauzone,
Rod Modell,
the Bar-Kays,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Marvin Gaye,
Stereo Dub,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Blackbyrds,
Zapp,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Slits,
Von Mondo,
Rotary Connection,
Gerry Rafferty,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bobby Womack,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Sheep,
Bizarre Inc.,
Peter and Kerry,
The Human League,
Underground Resistance,
Ronan,
Mad Mike,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.