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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Monolake to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Cal Tjader,
Bronski Beat,
Mo-Dettes,
Ultravox,
Thompson Twins,
T. Rex,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Angels of Light,
The Kinks,
Nils Olav,
The Standells,
Hardrive,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Stetsasonic,
Pagans,
New Age Steppers,
Don Cherry,
Q and Not U,
Kerri Chandler,
UT,
Kevin Saunderson,
Freddie Wadling,
Brand Nubian,
Fat Boys,
Average White Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Terry,
Ten City,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Selecter,
Arcadia,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
New Order,
Barclay James Harvest,
The United States of America,
The Motions,
The Black Dice,
Ohio Players,
Flipper,
The Cowsills,
Eric Dolphy,
Quando Quango,
The Victims,
The Litter,
Dead Boys,
Dorothy Ashby,
Basic Channel,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Magazine,
Television Personalities,
Brass Construction,
Bob Dylan,
Franke,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vladislav Delay,
Robert Görl,
Pierre Henry,
The Blackbyrds,
Blossom Toes,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.