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 Sudan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord 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 Bauhaus to the grime 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Joe Finger,
Lightning Bolt,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Henry Cow,
the Swans,
Boz Scaggs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hardrive,
Babytalk,
The Raincoats,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobby Womack,
World's Most,
Warsaw,
Flipper,
Dead Boys,
The Birthday Party,
Lindisfarne,
Massinfluence,
The Motions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dennis Brown,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Holt,
Connie Case,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Franke,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Neil Young,
Pagans,
Make Up,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Moody Blues,
Aswad,
Black Flag,
The Saints,
Stiv Bators,
Pet Shop Boys,
Heaven 17,
The United States of America,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Golliwogs,
Trumans Water,
Clear Light,
Donny Hathaway,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultra Naté,
Alton Ellis,
Pussy Galore,
Nation of Ulysses,
Delon & Dalcan,
Livin' Joy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
AZ,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.