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 Bahrain and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Urselle to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Sound Behaviour,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kurtis Blow,
Guru Guru,
Circle Jerks,
Brass Construction,
MC5,
Technova,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deepchord,
The Mojo Men,
Roy Ayers,
Smog,
Fad Gadget,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bootsy Collins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bobby Womack,
Thee Headcoats,
Newcleus,
Joey Negro,
Clear Light,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Bananas,
The Toasters,
Quadrant,
Swans,
The Victims,
Marvin Gaye,
Erykah Badu,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Das Ding,
John Lydon,
Colin Newman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Isaac Hayes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cecil Taylor,
Heaven 17,
Josef K,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gun Club,
Anakelly,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Neil Young,
The Trojans,
X-101,
Aloha Tigers,
Scrapy,
Hot Snakes,
The Moleskins,
Black Pus,
Byron Stingily,
Peter & Gordon,
Flash Fearless,
Terrestrial Tones,
Severed Heads,
The Selecter,
Kool Moe Dee,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.