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 India and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 David Bowie 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 Slave to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Dead Boys,
Franke,
AZ,
Alison Limerick,
Fatback Band,
New Order,
The Tremeloes,
Trumans Water,
Camberwell Now,
Danielle Patucci,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tubeway Army,
Sound Behaviour,
Janne Schatter,
JFA,
Tim Buckley,
Frankie Knuckles,
Skaos,
Ituana,
Kerri Chandler,
Rhythm & Sound,
Stetsasonic,
Nas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arcadia,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Sonics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The New Christs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Human League,
Smog,
Electric Prunes,
Porter Ricks,
The Modern Lovers,
New York Dolls,
Iggy Pop,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Litter,
Dave Gahan,
Simply Red,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gang Starr,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hashim,
The Motions,
Arab on Radar,
The Mummies,
The Electric Prunes,
DJ Style,
The American Breed,
Von Mondo,
Alphaville,
The Young Rascals,
Tom Boy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.