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 Maldives and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Glambeats Corp. 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The New Christs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sister Nancy,
Sight & Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
Drive Like Jehu,
FM Einheit,
Fad Gadget,
The Young Rascals,
Young Marble Giants,
Derrick May,
Gichy Dan,
Crooked Eye,
DJ Sneak,
Scratch Acid,
The Cure,
Trumans Water,
The Sound,
DNA,
Negative Approach,
The Standells,
Mars,
Kool Moe Dee,
Radiopuhelimet,
Radio Birdman,
The Walker Brothers,
Leonard Cohen,
Charles Mingus,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fall,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eli Mardock,
The Busters,
Royal Trux,
The Fortunes,
MC5,
The Cowsills,
Laurel Aitken,
Easy Going,
the Human League,
Rhythm & Sound,
Quando Quango,
The Golliwogs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sun City Girls,
Stereo Dub,
Suicide,
Nick Fraelich,
Don Cherry,
Cybotron,
Slick Rick,
Lou Christie,
Marvin Gaye,
Blancmange,
Andrew Hill,
Model 500,
Talk Talk,
Darondo,
Half Japanese,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.