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 Palau and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mantronix 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Schoolly D,
Soulsonic Force,
Cymande,
Joe Smooth,
Tommy Roe,
The Gap Band,
Average White Band,
Sight & Sound,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Red Krayola,
The Sonics,
The J.B.'s,
Bronski Beat,
Maleditus Sound,
David McCallum,
MC5,
Radio Birdman,
Funky Four + One,
Andrew Hill,
Sixth Finger,
Whodini,
Aloha Tigers,
China Crisis,
The New Christs,
Aaron Thompson,
Model 500,
Dawn Penn,
Joyce Sims,
Can,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Wake,
Dead Boys,
Peter & Gordon,
Ponytail,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mo-Dettes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Aural Exciters,
The Offenders,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Harmonia,
Colin Newman,
The Dirtbombs,
Bauhaus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
T.S.O.L.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Harry Pussy,
Jacques Brel,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Stooges,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Misunderstood,
Rakim,
John Coltrane,
Supertramp,
the Slits,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.