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 Guinea-Bissau and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mantronix to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Japan,
In Retrospect,
Drexciya,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Stooges,
the Swans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Faraquet,
Reuben Wilson,
The United States of America,
Cybotron,
Faust,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Gap Band,
The Birthday Party,
Howard Jones,
Yazoo,
Mars,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Sound,
Harry Pussy,
Magma,
Banda Bassotti,
Siglo XX,
D'Angelo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Henry Cow,
Electric Prunes,
The Cramps,
The Real Kids,
Fluxion,
CMW,
The Durutti Column,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Guru Guru,
The Techniques,
Kayak,
The Golliwogs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Monks,
Letta Mbulu,
Fugazi,
the Slits,
Marvin Gaye,
the Human League,
Shoche,
Parry Music,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Motions,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Alarm Clocks,
Section 25,
Agent Orange,
Bobby Womack,
Derrick May,
Sight & Sound,
Lightning Bolt,
Livin' Joy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.