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 Congo and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and New York.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Dirtbombs to the techno 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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Agitation Free,
Jacob Miller,
The Monochrome Set,
Motorama,
Junior Murvin,
Groovy Waters,
Sun Ra,
Silicon Teens,
Grey Daturas,
Slick Rick,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Pus,
Marc Almond,
Lucky Dragons,
Mr. Review,
Donald Byrd,
DNA,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Moby Grape,
Lou Reed,
Amon Düül,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Knickerbockers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Anthony Braxton,
Suburban Knight,
The Leaves,
Sound Behaviour,
OOIOO,
Goldenarms,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cheater Slicks,
The Misunderstood,
Quadrant,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Monks,
Scientists,
Fugazi,
The Young Rascals,
The Buckinghams,
The Residents,
The Blues Magoos,
D'Angelo,
Accadde A,
The Associates,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ronan,
Johnny Clarke,
Roy Ayers,
Lalann,
The Selecter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Au Pairs,
Skriet,
T. Rex,
Eurythmics,
Alton Ellis,
Quantec,
Gregory Isaacs,
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.