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 Azerbaijan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Throbbing Gristle to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gregory Isaacs,
Inner City,
The Knickerbockers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Grey Daturas,
Subhumans,
Mo-Dettes,
Archie Shepp,
Section 25,
Amon Düül II,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hot Snakes,
The Skatalites,
Man Parrish,
Accadde A,
AZ,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roxette,
Nils Olav,
Joe Finger,
Black Pus,
The Doors,
Duran Duran,
Scientists,
New Age Steppers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eden Ahbez,
X-101,
Siglo XX,
Fat Boys,
Bluetip,
Dead Boys,
Lucky Dragons,
Kurtis Blow,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Martian,
Jesper Dahlback,
Howard Jones,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ornette Coleman,
The Gun Club,
Livin' Joy,
Throbbing Gristle,
ABBA,
48th St. Collective,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sam Rivers,
Alton Ellis,
Black Bananas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scott Walker,
Schoolly D,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.