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 Botswana and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Stereo Dub to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Niagra,
Shuggie Otis,
Jimmy McGriff,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chris Corsano,
EPMD,
Lou Reed,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Association,
The Music Machine,
ABBA,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dennis Brown,
Prince Buster,
Janne Schatter,
New York Dolls,
the Slits,
Lightning Bolt,
The Fortunes,
Faraquet,
The Smoke,
Aural Exciters,
Gichy Dan,
Kayak,
Dark Day,
Thee Headcoats,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Human League,
The Standells,
Black Pus,
Arthur Verocai,
Josef K,
Avey Tare,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jerry Gold Smith,
DNA,
Wasted Youth,
Livin' Joy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Danielle Patucci,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sonics,
Warsaw,
Icehouse,
Desert Stars,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camouflage,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
David McCallum,
D'Angelo,
Matthew Halsall,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Minnie Riperton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dave Gahan,
Lower 48,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.