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 Australia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 8 Eyed Spy to the crunk 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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
the Association,
Outsiders,
Mary Jane Girls,
Visage,
Heaven 17,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Slackers,
Kenny Larkin,
Freddie Wadling,
Mad Mike,
ABBA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Duran Duran,
Agitation Free,
Cluster,
AZ,
The Human League,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Subhumans,
Scratch Acid,
Jeff Mills,
Fad Gadget,
Grauzone,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nirvana,
Eden Ahbez,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
EPMD,
Blancmange,
Loose Ends,
Marmalade,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Main Source,
Country Teasers,
The Cowsills,
Barrington Levy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Babytalk,
Drexciya,
Gil Scott Heron,
Youth Brigade,
Funkadelic,
Skarface,
Jacob Miller,
Joy Division,
Surgeon,
Yazoo,
Guru Guru,
The Index,
the Human League,
Ice-T,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Danielle Patucci,
Deadbeat,
Chris Corsano,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.