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 Costa Rica and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Slick Rick to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Sherman,
Blancmange,
Sister Nancy,
Oneida,
Soft Cell,
Gong,
Aloha Tigers,
Chris & Cosey,
The Mojo Men,
Prince Buster,
Camberwell Now,
Faraquet,
The Gap Band,
Marmalade,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
T.S.O.L.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scientists,
June Days,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Byrd,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Saints,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eurythmics,
The Detroit Cobras,
Clear Light,
Thee Headcoats,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Suburban Knight,
Delon & Dalcan,
Surgeon,
Eric Dolphy,
Tubeway Army,
Sam Rivers,
Easy Going,
Ossler,
Amazonics,
Bobby Womack,
Aaron Thompson,
Ken Boothe,
Outsiders,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Severed Heads,
DJ Style,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Mummies,
Monolake,
The Fire Engines,
Desert Stars,
Jacob Miller,
MDC,
The Red Krayola,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang of Four,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.