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 United States and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Flipper to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Spandau Ballet,
Hot Snakes,
Roxette,
The Real Kids,
Fluxion,
Roger Hodgson,
Lalann,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fire Engines,
Theoretical Girls,
the Sonics,
Sugar Minott,
Erykah Badu,
Stetsasonic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Metal Thangz,
Marmalade,
8 Eyed Spy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Godley & Creme,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Durutti Column,
X-Ray Spex,
The Residents,
Scientists,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DJ Sneak,
Blake Baxter,
Mandrill,
L. Decosne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sonic Youth,
Aaron Thompson,
Moebius,
Excepter,
Mad Mike,
Blossom Toes,
Con Funk Shun,
Flash Fearless,
The Litter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eric B and Rakim,
Oblivians,
Eli Mardock,
Skriet,
Magazine,
Jeff Mills,
Bobby Byrd,
Niagra,
Deadbeat,
The Smoke,
Inner City,
Matthew Bourne,
Mr. Review,
Crooked Eye,
The Fall,
Rekid,
Babytalk,
The Offenders,
Kas Product,
The Sound,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.