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 Philippines and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 FM Einheit to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Marine Girls,
Scientists,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Guru Guru,
Shuggie Otis,
The Pretty Things,
World's Most,
Fatback Band,
Soul II Soul,
Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Desert Stars,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lungfish,
Audionom,
Little Man,
Marmalade,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mars,
Vladislav Delay,
Zero Boys,
Niagra,
Max Romeo,
kango's stein massive,
Soft Cell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
X-Ray Spex,
The Busters,
David Axelrod,
Pulsallama,
Blake Baxter,
Second Layer,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Quando Quango,
Bizarre Inc.,
MC5,
Scion,
OOIOO,
Essential Logic,
Erykah Badu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roy Ayers,
DNA,
Ten City,
Black Bananas,
Pere Ubu,
Trumans Water,
Nick Fraelich,
Oblivians,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Foxx,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
KRS-One,
JFA,
Mandrill,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wasted Youth,
Arcadia,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.