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 Honduras and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 spring reverb 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 DJ Sneak to the crunk 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
UT,
Nico,
Brothers Johnson,
Anakelly,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pierre Henry,
Amazonics,
Tommy Roe,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Make Up,
Brand Nubian,
Kurtis Blow,
KRS-One,
Kaleidoscope,
Television,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soulsonic Force,
Index,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Techniques,
The Saints,
Skaos,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alison Limerick,
Eurythmics,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Fania All-Stars,
Zero Boys,
Nas,
Lalann,
Lakeside,
Brass Construction,
L. Decosne,
Girls At Our Best!,
Monolake,
The Last Poets,
Cymande,
Traffic Nightmare,
John Foxx,
Bush Tetras,
Sixth Finger,
The Pop Group,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Gories,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Real Kids,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ponytail,
MDC,
The Durutti Column,
Moby Grape,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Blackbyrds,
Eden Ahbez,
Animal Collective,
cv313,
Cameo,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.