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 Djibouti and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 The Star Department to the grime 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
The Black Dice,
Pole,
Average White Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Groovy Waters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Sound,
Ornette Coleman,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sound Behaviour,
The Techniques,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marine Girls,
Mr. Review,
Boz Scaggs,
The Toasters,
The Misunderstood,
Letta Mbulu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Skriet,
Glenn Branca,
Josef K,
Bob Dylan,
Sam Rivers,
Reagan Youth,
The Flesh Eaters,
Brand Nubian,
cv313,
The Cowsills,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pere Ubu,
Minor Threat,
The Electric Prunes,
ABBA,
Wings,
New Order,
La Düsseldorf,
Alice Coltrane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Q and Not U,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nirvana,
Erasure,
Echospace,
China Crisis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scott Walker,
The Mummies,
Donny Hathaway,
Monolake,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Alison Limerick,
Byron Stingily,
Flipper,
Crooked Eye,
EPMD,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.