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 Cuba and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar 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 X-101 to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Mission of Burma,
The Searchers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Human League,
The Associates,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jerry's Kids,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang of Four,
Crash Course in Science,
The Mojo Men,
Newcleus,
Country Teasers,
The Skatalites,
The Golliwogs,
John Lydon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Drexciya,
Accadde A,
The Mummies,
One Last Wish,
Aswad,
John Cale,
Yazoo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nils Olav,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pharoah Sanders,
Monolake,
Lakeside,
Jawbox,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Misunderstood,
The Evens,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aaron Thompson,
Amon Düül II,
The Selecter,
Camouflage,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moss Icon,
The Cowsills,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Wake,
Matthew Bourne,
Max Romeo,
Amazonics,
Maurizio,
Alison Limerick,
Sixth Finger,
Swell Maps,
Index,
Darondo,
Wings,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.