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 Barbados and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Mary Jane Girls to the techno 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Buzzcocks,
DNA,
New Age Steppers,
Moebius,
Leonard Cohen,
The Leaves,
Animal Collective,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Young Rascals,
Josef K,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Silicon Teens,
Crime,
Absolute Body Control,
Nico,
The Blackbyrds,
Warsaw,
Basic Channel,
kango's stein massive,
The United States of America,
Sonic Youth,
CMW,
Patti Smith,
Robert Hood,
Livin' Joy,
10cc,
Bronski Beat,
Fugazi,
Parry Music,
Alphaville,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ponytail,
Roy Ayers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Barclay James Harvest,
Harmonia,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rekid,
World's Most,
Soulsonic Force,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker,
Vladislav Delay,
Technova,
ABBA,
Groovy Waters,
Ronan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Y Pants,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Neu!,
Los Fastidios,
Zapp,
Harpers Bizarre,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mandrill,
the Normal,
The Happenings,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.