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 Japan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the rap 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Mandrill,
The Leaves,
Nirvana,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Talk Talk,
Kevin Saunderson,
Todd Rundgren,
Accadde A,
The Smoke,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lalann,
Cameo,
John Holt,
Reuben Wilson,
Suicide,
The Velvet Underground,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pierre Henry,
Unrelated Segments,
Barrington Levy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cybotron,
Thompson Twins,
Aswad,
Mad Mike,
Little Man,
Delon & Dalcan,
Outsiders,
The Tremeloes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Johnny Clarke,
Gang Green,
Spoonie Gee,
Harmonia,
Marvin Gaye,
Sarah Menescal,
Jeru the Damaja,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Move,
Agitation Free,
The Gun Club,
cv313,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Robert Görl,
Marmalade,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Moon,
Hoover,
Pantaleimon,
Ultra Naté,
Television,
Pulsallama,
This Heat,
Black Sheep,
Moss Icon,
Dead Boys,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.