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 Pakistan and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
La Düsseldorf,
Stiv Bators,
Subhumans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Slick Rick,
Easy Going,
Popol Vuh,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bush Tetras,
K-Klass,
This Heat,
The Misunderstood,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Desert Stars,
Swell Maps,
Tom Boy,
Morten Harket,
The Mojo Men,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Smoke,
Parry Music,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Underground Resistance,
Skriet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dave Gahan,
Soft Machine,
Pagans,
Graham Central Station,
Dawn Penn,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Juan Atkins,
Aaron Thompson,
June of 44,
Eric Copeland,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Supertramp,
kango's stein massive,
Suburban Knight,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Todd Terry,
The Remains,
Scratch Acid,
Joey Negro,
Scan 7,
Quantec,
Cameo,
The Wake,
Groovy Waters,
Rufus Thomas,
The Cramps,
D'Angelo,
Ponytail,
Barrington Levy,
Average White Band,
Minutemen,
Black Moon,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.