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 Uzbekistan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Interpol to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Drexciya,
Alison Limerick,
Absolute Body Control,
Tomorrow,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Music Machine,
Soft Cell,
Wolf Eyes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Golliwogs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Foxx,
Harpers Bizarre,
Slick Rick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camouflage,
Mark Hollis,
The Toasters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fall,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amon Düül,
Brand Nubian,
Agent Orange,
Glenn Branca,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Barry Ungar,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jeff Mills,
The Skatalites,
Interpol,
Roy Ayers,
Ludus,
MDC,
Oneida,
Fear,
The Wake,
Neil Young,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scratch Acid,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bang On A Can,
Roger Hodgson,
The Knickerbockers,
Accadde A,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Charles Mingus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Simply Red,
Moss Icon,
Max Romeo,
Second Layer,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
June of 44,
London Community Gospel Choir,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lalann,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joyce Sims,
Average White Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.