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 Libya and from Delhi.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 mellotron 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 Harmonia to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Buzzcocks,
Derrick Morgan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Heaven 17,
June of 44,
The Shadows of Knight,
Youth Brigade,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Visage,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fatback Band,
Easy Going,
The Electric Prunes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Quadrant,
Essential Logic,
Skriet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DNA,
X-101,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Human League,
Crispy Ambulance,
Todd Terry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glenn Branca,
Rotary Connection,
David McCallum,
Procol Harum,
The Vogues,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Desert Stars,
Dual Sessions,
The Barracudas,
Alton Ellis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Swell Maps,
The Busters,
The Remains,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mo-Dettes,
cv313,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
MDC,
Vainqueur,
Metal Thangz,
Smog,
The Smoke,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Victims,
The Litter,
The Fuzztones,
Ken Boothe,
Don Cherry,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bauhaus,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.