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 Jordan and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Holger Czukay 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 Scott Walker to the jazz 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Black Dice record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boogie Down Productions,
Funkadelic,
Deepchord,
Bronski Beat,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
New York Dolls,
Janne Schatter,
Kurtis Blow,
Sun City Girls,
Connie Case,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ohio Players,
Marvin Gaye,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Suburban Knight,
Tubeway Army,
The Litter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Banda Bassotti,
Dual Sessions,
Ludus,
Marmalade,
Monolake,
Animal Collective,
The Durutti Column,
Half Japanese,
Jandek,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Simply Red,
the Bar-Kays,
Yusef Lateef,
Camouflage,
John Lydon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dave Gahan,
World's Most,
John Holt,
Amon Düül II,
Ponytail,
Country Teasers,
The Raincoats,
Junior Murvin,
Don Cherry,
The Pop Group,
Main Source,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kevin Saunderson,
June Days,
David Axelrod,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Malaria!,
Blossom Toes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.