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 Slovakia and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Sonny Sharrock to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jawbox,
Wasted Youth,
The Invisible,
MDC,
Swell Maps,
Spandau Ballet,
One Last Wish,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scrapy,
Eurythmics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lucky Dragons,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sex Pistols,
Dawn Penn,
Chris & Cosey,
The Happenings,
Mission of Burma,
Mark Hollis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roxette,
Mary Jane Girls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Smoke,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Derrick Morgan,
Monolake,
This Heat,
Roy Ayers,
Barbara Tucker,
Ten City,
CMW,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Todd Terry,
Ronan,
Matthew Bourne,
Avey Tare,
Joey Negro,
ABBA,
Blancmange,
Jeff Mills,
Wire,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Duran Duran,
Morten Harket,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Hardrive,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy Collins,
Theoretical Girls,
Janne Schatter,
Whodini,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.