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 Bahrain and from Shanghai.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Slits to the dance 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
The Gap Band,
Eddi Front,
Letta Mbulu,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Star Department,
The Busters,
Schoolly D,
Mission of Burma,
Altered Images,
Wolf Eyes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Shuggie Otis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Television,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soft Cell,
Black Pus,
Danielle Patucci,
The Sound,
Cybotron,
Franke,
The Durutti Column,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Crash Course in Science,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mark Hollis,
Scan 7,
Tubeway Army,
R.M.O.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Human League,
Crooked Eye,
The Knickerbockers,
Kenny Larkin,
Negative Approach,
Gang of Four,
Ronan,
T.S.O.L.,
Roxy Music,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kas Product,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Blancmange,
Popol Vuh,
Yusef Lateef,
Yaz,
The Five Americans,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Remains,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Beau Brummels,
Crispy Ambulance,
Suicide,
Terry Callier,
Jandek,
Nation of Ulysses,
Alphaville,
The Blackbyrds,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.