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 Norway and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Eurythmics 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Derrick May,
This Heat,
Carl Craig,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bill Wells,
The Stooges,
Jeff Mills,
Dennis Brown,
Dark Day,
Henry Cow,
Essential Logic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Country Teasers,
Sun City Girls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Trumans Water,
Althea and Donna,
World's Most,
Underground Resistance,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lungfish,
Aloha Tigers,
the Human League,
Gong,
Television,
Tim Buckley,
Bill Near,
Cybotron,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kerri Chandler,
Fatback Band,
Soft Cell,
Moebius,
Bob Dylan,
The Golliwogs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ornette Coleman,
Von Mondo,
Roger Hodgson,
Tres Demented,
Youth Brigade,
Y Pants,
Charles Mingus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kas Product,
The Skatalites,
Mantronix,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Deakin,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Faraquet,
Danielle Patucci,
Alice Coltrane,
The Moody Blues,
Cal Tjader,
Barbara Tucker,
kango's stein massive,
T.S.O.L.,
Soul II Soul,
Robert Görl,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.