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 Togo and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Piero Umiliani to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DJ Sneak,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Agent Orange,
Barbara Tucker,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jacques Brel,
Black Moon,
Lightning Bolt,
Lucky Dragons,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gichy Dan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Charles Mingus,
Sarah Menescal,
Alison Limerick,
Dave Gahan,
Minny Pops,
L. Decosne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Brass Construction,
James White and The Blacks,
Sun Ra,
Nils Olav,
The Cowsills,
The Mighty Diamonds,
June Days,
kango's stein massive,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
John Foxx,
The Slits,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fall,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Kinks,
Urselle,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Curtis Mayfield,
Country Teasers,
Sun City Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Mo-Dettes,
Hardrive,
Negative Approach,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Index,
Scan 7,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ronnie Foster,
Ornette Coleman,
Gabor Szabo,
Can,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bootsy Collins,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.