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 Uruguay and from Jakarta.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Fad Gadget,
Au Pairs,
Adolescents,
Television,
Rites of Spring,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Robert Hood,
Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Symarip,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The New Christs,
Subhumans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Slits,
Donny Hathaway,
Von Mondo,
Blancmange,
Letta Mbulu,
Mo-Dettes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Crime,
The Techniques,
Joyce Sims,
The Slits,
The Zeros,
Pierre Henry,
Charles Mingus,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Residents,
Camberwell Now,
Audionom,
Index,
Wasted Youth,
Rapeman,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Accadde A,
Gang Gang Dance,
Icehouse,
FM Einheit,
Half Japanese,
Roxy Music,
Anthony Braxton,
The Real Kids,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Television Personalities,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sonny Sharrock,
Radio Birdman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Derrick May,
MDC,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Angels of Light,
Motorama,
DJ Style,
Lightning Bolt,
The Litter,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.