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 Russia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 David Bowie 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 The Index to the jazz 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Circle Jerks,
Audionom,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mission of Burma,
New Age Steppers,
Yellowson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The United States of America,
Bluetip,
kango's stein massive,
The Mojo Men,
Byron Stingily,
The Moleskins,
Nick Fraelich,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Q65,
Eden Ahbez,
Heaven 17,
Pantytec,
F. McDonald,
the Slits,
Rufus Thomas,
Popol Vuh,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Stereo Dub,
Index,
Magma,
Ohio Players,
Harmonia,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yazoo,
Ultimate Spinach,
Arab on Radar,
The Leaves,
Kas Product,
B.T. Express,
Arthur Verocai,
Derrick May,
Sugar Minott,
Scan 7,
Von Mondo,
Absolute Body Control,
Nico,
DJ Sneak,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joensuu 1685,
Main Source,
DNA,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tommy Roe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rosa Yemen,
the Sonics,
Agent Orange,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Crime,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Offenders,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.