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 Jordan and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin 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 Cluster to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Girls At Our Best!,
L. Decosne,
Dark Day,
Average White Band,
Wasted Youth,
The Monochrome Set,
Bauhaus,
Jandek,
Silicon Teens,
Panda Bear,
DJ Sneak,
Ultimate Spinach,
Letta Mbulu,
Fela Kuti,
John Coltrane,
Subhumans,
The Associates,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marvin Gaye,
Pussy Galore,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Slackers,
Cymande,
Mr. Review,
The Wake,
Gabor Szabo,
Ronnie Foster,
KRS-One,
Marmalade,
Harpers Bizarre,
Steve Hackett,
Camberwell Now,
Michelle Simonal,
Basic Channel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stiv Bators,
Unwound,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joy Division,
Chris & Cosey,
Marshall Jefferson,
A Certain Ratio,
Simply Red,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Danielle Patucci,
Todd Rundgren,
Shoche,
Curtis Mayfield,
Section 25,
Idris Muhammad,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crispy Ambulance,
8 Eyed Spy,
Skarface,
Jeff Mills,
LL Cool J,
Ludus,
Los Fastidios,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.