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 Andorra and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dave Gahan to the rock 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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Alison Limerick,
Minutemen,
Blossom Toes,
Godley & Creme,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ultra Naté,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Symarip,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Siglo XX,
The Fire Engines,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bush Tetras,
The American Breed,
Bizarre Inc.,
Juan Atkins,
Magma,
Todd Terry,
Gang of Four,
Deakin,
Panda Bear,
The Human League,
Gabor Szabo,
Q and Not U,
The Index,
Terrestrial Tones,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Slackers,
Arthur Verocai,
The Pretty Things,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Golliwogs,
Erasure,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fatback Band,
10cc,
Kaleidoscope,
Livin' Joy,
The Gap Band,
Roxette,
Cameo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cramps,
Davy DMX,
Cluster,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Al Stewart,
Dennis Brown,
Rufus Thomas,
Sex Pistols,
The Five Americans,
The Residents,
Jandek,
Gichy Dan,
Sixth Finger,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
FM Einheit,
Judy Mowatt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.