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 Uzbekistan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Index to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Skarface,
Swell Maps,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rapeman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Intrusion,
Chris & Cosey,
Derrick Morgan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lower 48,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jeff Lynne,
Unwound,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Pus,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Crooked Eye,
Tears for Fears,
Jeff Mills,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
T. Rex,
Quadrant,
Flash Fearless,
The Music Machine,
Bush Tetras,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dave Gahan,
Clear Light,
Y Pants,
Johnny Clarke,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Moody Blues,
Jacob Miller,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mars,
The Slackers,
Underground Resistance,
Yusef Lateef,
The Smiths,
Mandrill,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eli Mardock,
Pharoah Sanders,
Danielle Patucci,
The Gap Band,
John Cale,
Royal Trux,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Boogie Down Productions,
Interpol,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blancmange,
Hoover,
The Vogues,
The Standells,
Judy Mowatt,
The Martian,
T.S.O.L.,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gang Green,
John Holt,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.