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 Germany and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Jesper Dahlback to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
The Monochrome Set,
Tomorrow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aural Exciters,
Quando Quango,
The Motions,
Kerri Chandler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Association,
Con Funk Shun,
Ohio Players,
Donald Byrd,
Neil Young,
The Slackers,
Ronan,
Faraquet,
Lou Reed,
Essential Logic,
Make Up,
Aswad,
Al Stewart,
Talk Talk,
Barry Ungar,
Angry Samoans,
New York Dolls,
The Techniques,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lucky Dragons,
Girls At Our Best!,
Alison Limerick,
Q and Not U,
L. Decosne,
Agent Orange,
the Normal,
the Bar-Kays,
Peter and Kerry,
The Doobie Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Thompson Twins,
Juan Atkins,
Zero Boys,
Maurizio,
The Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Suicide,
Rod Modell,
John Coltrane,
Skaos,
JFA,
Marmalade,
Deepchord,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jerry's Kids,
The Residents,
Funky Four + One,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Stereo Dub,
China Crisis,
The Divine Comedy,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.