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 Kiribati and from London.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the rock 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Camberwell Now,
Stiv Bators,
Technova,
Monks,
10cc,
Janne Schatter,
Intrusion,
Electric Prunes,
Q65,
Joey Negro,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Wings,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gil Scott Heron,
T. Rex,
Isaac Hayes,
Simply Red,
The Doors,
The Pretty Things,
Warren Ellis,
Carl Craig,
The Fugs,
Scion,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bang On A Can,
Alphaville,
Lindisfarne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Sonics,
Subhumans,
KRS-One,
Donny Hathaway,
Sunsets and Hearts,
This Heat,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ronnie Foster,
Arthur Verocai,
Peter and Kerry,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Leaves,
48th St. Collective,
Tom Boy,
John Foxx,
Lou Reed,
Barbara Tucker,
The Red Krayola,
Colin Newman,
The Happenings,
Livin' Joy,
The Motions,
Idris Muhammad,
Laurel Aitken,
Chrome,
The Wake,
Maleditus Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.