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 Yemen and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Chrome to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
The Evens,
Desert Stars,
Ice-T,
Kayak,
China Crisis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Beau Brummels,
The Music Machine,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Christie,
Zero Boys,
Chris & Cosey,
Mr. Review,
T.S.O.L.,
Glenn Branca,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Don Cherry,
Black Moon,
Bob Dylan,
Bootsy Collins,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Angels of Light,
Nas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Swell Maps,
Jeff Mills,
Eurythmics,
Monks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mantronix,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ronan,
David Bowie,
Section 25,
Avey Tare,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joe Smooth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DJ Sneak,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Moebius,
Rotary Connection,
The Neon Judgement,
Vladislav Delay,
The Red Krayola,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stiv Bators,
Fluxion,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
F. McDonald,
Ohio Players,
James Chance & The Contortions,
PIL,
Hasil Adkins,
Youth Brigade,
Ultra Naté,
Ituana,
Bush Tetras,
New Order,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.