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 Russia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 theremin 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 Flipper to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Kool Moe Dee,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cybotron,
Moby Grape,
Donny Hathaway,
Mark Hollis,
Ultra Naté,
Colin Newman,
The Blues Magoos,
Jimmy McGriff,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fluxion,
Lalo Schifrin,
Idris Muhammad,
The Neon Judgement,
Wally Richardson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eden Ahbez,
Matthew Halsall,
the Slits,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Vainqueur,
Country Teasers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Stooges,
Nik Kershaw,
Wire,
Jandek,
Archie Shepp,
Cheater Slicks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Leonard Cohen,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Piero Umiliani,
Urselle,
B.T. Express,
Gichy Dan,
Pierre Henry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lightning Bolt,
Suburban Knight,
ABC,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Funkadelic,
Silicon Teens,
Charles Mingus,
Henry Cow,
Prince Buster,
Yusef Lateef,
Peter & Gordon,
Suicide,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Golliwogs,
Kayak,
Babytalk,
Sugar Minott,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.