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 Swaziland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe 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 Barclay James Harvest to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scrapy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Yellowson,
The Durutti Column,
The Star Department,
Tommy Roe,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mo-Dettes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gong,
The Human League,
The Blues Magoos,
Cheater Slicks,
Khruangbin,
Crooked Eye,
Morten Harket,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grauzone,
Amazonics,
The Techniques,
Joyce Sims,
David McCallum,
Hardrive,
Brothers Johnson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Max Romeo,
The Dead C,
Shoche,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jacques Brel,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fuzztones,
Swell Maps,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Names,
Aaron Thompson,
Marine Girls,
Bush Tetras,
DJ Sneak,
Crispian St. Peters,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Invisible,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bauhaus,
Lyres,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Stereo Dub,
The Fall,
Supertramp,
Young Marble Giants,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Au Pairs,
The Martian,
The Evens,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.