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 Kuwait and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 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 Monochrome Set to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Quando Quango,
Ice-T,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rites of Spring,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Maurizio,
Kayak,
The Gap Band,
Second Layer,
Janne Schatter,
Porter Ricks,
Sällskapet,
Tears for Fears,
Motorama,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joey Negro,
Marcia Griffiths,
Josef K,
Moebius,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tom Boy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Residents,
Kenny Larkin,
Rufus Thomas,
Ten City,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cybotron,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mo-Dettes,
Saccharine Trust,
Lalo Schifrin,
Agent Orange,
The Modern Lovers,
the Soft Cell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vladislav Delay,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Zapp,
Faust,
Bill Near,
Simply Red,
The Music Machine,
Fluxion,
La Düsseldorf,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Supertramp,
Lungfish,
The Count Five,
Eddi Front,
Loose Ends,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Angels of Light,
Royal Trux,
Lightning Bolt,
T.S.O.L.,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.