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 Chile and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Modern Lovers to the funk 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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Todd Rundgren,
Pantytec,
48th St. Collective,
Nas,
Dawn Penn,
Cybotron,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Essential Logic,
KRS-One,
The Names,
This Heat,
Black Flag,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fall,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Can,
Country Teasers,
Iggy Pop,
Boogie Down Productions,
Boz Scaggs,
Al Stewart,
The Stooges,
The Victims,
Joyce Sims,
Parry Music,
Organ,
Sandy B,
Tears for Fears,
Accadde A,
Todd Terry,
Funky Four + One,
Outsiders,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Smoke,
Fat Boys,
Blancmange,
Tim Buckley,
Chrome,
Lungfish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Man Parrish,
Laurel Aitken,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Birthday Party,
John Coltrane,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gabor Szabo,
Judy Mowatt,
Dual Sessions,
Mars,
Agitation Free,
The Black Dice,
Robert Wyatt,
Ituana,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Skriet,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.