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 Cape Verde and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
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 mellotron 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 New Order to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
CMW,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sarah Menescal,
Infiniti,
Roger Hodgson,
D'Angelo,
Outsiders,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Circle Jerks,
The Last Poets,
The Associates,
The Monochrome Set,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Brothers Johnson,
Tomorrow,
Altered Images,
R.M.O.,
Q65,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Depeche Mode,
The Moody Blues,
Bob Dylan,
Gang Green,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tommy Roe,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mighty Diamonds,
This Heat,
Flipper,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rotary Connection,
One Last Wish,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Moebius,
The J.B.'s,
Wire,
Public Enemy,
Tubeway Army,
Althea and Donna,
Dennis Brown,
Audionom,
The Human League,
Blossom Toes,
Amon Düül II,
The Gladiators,
a-ha,
Procol Harum,
David Axelrod,
Godley & Creme,
Jawbox,
Faust,
the Normal,
Section 25,
cv313,
Kool Moe Dee,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.