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 New Zealand and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ 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 Groovy Waters to the funk 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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Shoche,
China Crisis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mandrill,
Quantec,
Bootsy Collins,
L. Decosne,
Warsaw,
Drexciya,
Yellowson,
The Trojans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sam Rivers,
The Mummies,
Bob Dylan,
Chris & Cosey,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deakin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Accadde A,
The Velvet Underground,
The Beau Brummels,
Andrew Hill,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Normal,
Heaven 17,
Pylon,
Animal Collective,
Don Cherry,
The Moleskins,
World's Most,
Zapp,
cv313,
The Dave Clark Five,
Delta 5,
The Angels of Light,
the Germs,
Echospace,
Matthew Bourne,
Bronski Beat,
Danielle Patucci,
The Dirtbombs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Black Pus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marmalade,
KRS-One,
The Martian,
F. McDonald,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Deepchord,
MC5,
Jandek,
Skarface,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tres Demented,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Max Romeo,
The Associates,
Soft Machine,
Aural Exciters,
Magma,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.