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 the UAE and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Livin' Joy,
Wings,
Patti Smith,
Erykah Badu,
The Slits,
Tim Buckley,
The Happenings,
Franke,
Section 25,
Smog,
The Cure,
Black Sheep,
Soul II Soul,
The Five Americans,
Q and Not U,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Blues Magoos,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dirtbombs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Buzzcocks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Average White Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Chris Corsano,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Howard Jones,
Royal Trux,
Charles Mingus,
Lyres,
Half Japanese,
Index,
Janne Schatter,
Alice Coltrane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mary Jane Girls,
Carl Craig,
Rufus Thomas,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Black Dice,
Sun City Girls,
The Leaves,
Bauhaus,
the Association,
Mantronix,
Infiniti,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Brand Nubian,
The Grass Roots,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Associates,
UT,
Supertramp,
Todd Rundgren,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Bananas,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.