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 United States and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron 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 Easy Going to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Derrick Morgan,
Rekid,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lucky Dragons,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang Green,
The Martian,
Amon Düül II,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sex Pistols,
Erasure,
Ice-T,
June Days,
cv313,
Kool Moe Dee,
Isaac Hayes,
Radio Birdman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camouflage,
The Mummies,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Monolake,
The United States of America,
Oneida,
EPMD,
Swans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Khruangbin,
Jandek,
The Human League,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gong,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Visage,
Inner City,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Hoover,
Pussy Galore,
The Velvet Underground,
Can,
Lower 48,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Knickerbockers,
The Neon Judgement,
The Associates,
Sandy B,
Crooked Eye,
Thompson Twins,
PIL,
Yellowson,
Albert Ayler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wings,
Underground Resistance,
Blossom Toes,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.