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 Namibia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 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 Absolute Body Control to the electroclash 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mojo Men,
Shoche,
Sonic Youth,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Arab on Radar,
Can,
X-Ray Spex,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jacques Brel,
Jerry Gold Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
10cc,
The Misunderstood,
Grey Daturas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fear,
Morten Harket,
Josef K,
The Residents,
Moby Grape,
Prince Buster,
Gang of Four,
The Saints,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soulsonic Force,
Delon & Dalcan,
Au Pairs,
Nico,
The Grass Roots,
Marine Girls,
The Martian,
Make Up,
Charles Mingus,
DJ Sneak,
Girls At Our Best!,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Schoolly D,
The Barracudas,
Joy Division,
Fort Wilson Riot,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Altered Images,
Kayak,
The Young Rascals,
Alison Limerick,
The Slackers,
Robert Hood,
ABBA,
Visage,
Essential Logic,
Accadde A,
The Happenings,
H. Thieme,
Darondo,
Stockholm Monsters,
EPMD,
The Knickerbockers,
Joyce Sims,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.