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 Latvia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeff Lynne,
Can,
The Leaves,
Alphaville,
Sound Behaviour,
The Count Five,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cybotron,
Circle Jerks,
Sandy B,
Agitation Free,
Arcadia,
The Selecter,
The Smoke,
Brass Construction,
Tom Boy,
Connie Case,
the Normal,
Lower 48,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Talk Talk,
The Standells,
Iggy Pop,
Jandek,
Gerry Rafferty,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ronnie Foster,
Bobby Hutcherson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Althea and Donna,
Joe Finger,
Letta Mbulu,
Warsaw,
Bobby Sherman,
EPMD,
Sonny Sharrock,
48th St. Collective,
Lou Reed,
Newcleus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ten City,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Con Funk Shun,
Bob Dylan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wings,
Suicide,
Fat Boys,
Thee Headcoats,
Nik Kershaw,
Nico,
Radio Birdman,
Das Ding,
Sam Rivers,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Busters,
Dead Boys,
Make Up,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.