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 Djibouti and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 arpeggiator 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 Reuben Wilson to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
The Leaves,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Basic Channel,
48th St. Collective,
Bad Manners,
Bobby Sherman,
Frankie Knuckles,
Josef K,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Q65,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Urselle,
Crime,
Alison Limerick,
Swell Maps,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Black Bananas,
Darondo,
Reagan Youth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Johnny Osbourne,
Bill Wells,
Chrome,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Stetsasonic,
Todd Terry,
Jacob Miller,
The Dirtbombs,
June of 44,
Curtis Mayfield,
AZ,
Vladislav Delay,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yaz,
Sound Behaviour,
Delta 5,
Drexciya,
Grey Daturas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lakeside,
Tim Buckley,
China Crisis,
Minny Pops,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Amon Düül,
One Last Wish,
The Sonics,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Leonard Cohen,
The Electric Prunes,
Y Pants,
The Searchers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Wally Richardson,
The Last Poets,
Technova,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Zapp,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.