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 Venezuela and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pharoah Sanders to the electroclash 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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vladislav Delay,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Accadde A,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lungfish,
Tres Demented,
The Mighty Diamonds,
LL Cool J,
The Cramps,
Traffic Nightmare,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jeff Mills,
Joe Smooth,
Aswad,
Rhythm & Sound,
Average White Band,
Wally Richardson,
Rites of Spring,
The Star Department,
Crispy Ambulance,
Second Layer,
Zero Boys,
The Doors,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Aaron Thompson,
Circle Jerks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rotary Connection,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dave Gahan,
Agitation Free,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Howard Jones,
Radiohead,
Morten Harket,
Depeche Mode,
Icehouse,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chris Corsano,
Groovy Waters,
Toni Rubio,
The Grass Roots,
The Litter,
Basic Channel,
Hardrive,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Simply Red,
Joy Division,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Raincoats,
Peter and Kerry,
The Happenings,
Cluster,
The Vogues,
Susan Cadogan,
Lou Reed,
Brand Nubian,
The Doobie Brothers,
Connie Case,
The Zeros,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.