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 Lebanon and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes 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 Man Eating Sloth to the dance 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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Toasters,
Minor Threat,
Television Personalities,
The Techniques,
Eve St. Jones,
Section 25,
The Tremeloes,
Television,
Big Daddy Kane,
Michelle Simonal,
Guru Guru,
Sandy B,
The Selecter,
Matthew Halsall,
Sly & The Family Stone,
In Retrospect,
Faraquet,
Audionom,
Wally Richardson,
Bad Manners,
Ronan,
Negative Approach,
Eric B and Rakim,
John Cale,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Amazonics,
Ken Boothe,
James White and The Blacks,
Mars,
Fat Boys,
Hardrive,
The Count Five,
Sixth Finger,
Massinfluence,
Wire,
Kevin Saunderson,
Henry Cow,
Smog,
Kayak,
Ohio Players,
Blancmange,
CMW,
David McCallum,
Lower 48,
Black Moon,
The Skatalites,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Dennis Brown,
Minnie Riperton,
Gregory Isaacs,
AZ,
Pagans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Quando Quango,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Mojo Men,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pylon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Monks,
Grauzone,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.