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 Uganda and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Marcia Griffiths to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
New York Dolls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
A Certain Ratio,
Josef K,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cal Tjader,
Heaven 17,
Marmalade,
Hashim,
Oneida,
Unwound,
Ralphi Rosario,
Royal Trux,
The Misunderstood,
The Toasters,
The Doors,
Sugar Minott,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lindisfarne,
Lakeside,
Brand Nubian,
The Fortunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rufus Thomas,
Funky Four + One,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joensuu 1685,
Lower 48,
Yusef Lateef,
Mars,
Barry Ungar,
Rod Modell,
Bill Near,
Smog,
Eli Mardock,
The Victims,
Mark Hollis,
Swans,
DJ Style,
Quantec,
Arab on Radar,
Warren Ellis,
Isaac Hayes,
Negative Approach,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dennis Brown,
Niagra,
Deepchord,
Dual Sessions,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Mummies,
Ohio Players,
The Golliwogs,
Vainqueur,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.