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 Kyrgyzstan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
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 theremin 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 Tomorrow to the electroclash 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Bill Near,
D'Angelo,
The J.B.'s,
Yazoo,
Model 500,
Anakelly,
Eli Mardock,
Avey Tare,
Roxette,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Negative Approach,
Joe Smooth,
Bluetip,
Smog,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eve St. Jones,
Symarip,
Carl Craig,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gun Club,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joey Negro,
Fad Gadget,
John Coltrane,
Eddi Front,
Aswad,
Mr. Review,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alton Ellis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Green,
Lindisfarne,
Make Up,
Connie Case,
PIL,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
MC5,
Moss Icon,
The Angels of Light,
The Cramps,
Jacques Brel,
The Moleskins,
Wasted Youth,
The Neon Judgement,
Grandmaster Flash,
Maurizio,
The Fortunes,
Eric Dolphy,
Vainqueur,
Patti Smith,
Cecil Taylor,
Infiniti,
Circle Jerks,
Sällskapet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.