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 Ghana and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 guitar 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 Sister Nancy to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Agent Orange,
The Blackbyrds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
MDC,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Carl Craig,
Todd Terry,
Eli Mardock,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hardrive,
Mad Mike,
Dorothy Ashby,
Index,
James White and The Blacks,
Al Stewart,
Henry Cow,
Supertramp,
Magma,
Mr. Review,
Heaven 17,
Sugar Minott,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Tremeloes,
The Vogues,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott Heron,
Drive Like Jehu,
10cc,
Babytalk,
Janne Schatter,
Flash Fearless,
Thee Headcoats,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Amazonics,
Mandrill,
Tom Boy,
ABC,
The New Christs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jandek,
Nirvana,
Swell Maps,
Oblivians,
Reuben Wilson,
Massinfluence,
Soul Sonic Force,
New Age Steppers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Schoolly D,
The Monochrome Set,
Rufus Thomas,
Fat Boys,
Bill Near,
The United States of America,
Cecil Taylor,
Deakin,
Bronski Beat,
Alice Coltrane,
The Fortunes,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.