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 Cuba and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Donald Fagen 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 Ituana to the jazz 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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blancmange,
Sällskapet,
Minor Threat,
Eric B and Rakim,
JFA,
Toni Rubio,
Peter & Gordon,
The Trojans,
The Busters,
Lyres,
Freddie Wadling,
48th St. Collective,
Junior Murvin,
Reagan Youth,
Warsaw,
The Residents,
Gang Starr,
Rakim,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Faust,
Mission of Burma,
The Buckinghams,
Althea and Donna,
Black Sheep,
The Fortunes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
One Last Wish,
Pulsallama,
Glenn Branca,
Jeff Mills,
Model 500,
The Mojo Men,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Second Layer,
Skarface,
Ultravox,
Ten City,
The Evens,
AZ,
Dark Day,
Maleditus Sound,
Sound Behaviour,
Colin Newman,
The Offenders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
New Order,
Howard Jones,
Rotary Connection,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Walker Brothers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
a-ha,
Delon & Dalcan,
Swell Maps,
The New Christs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Count Five,
New York Dolls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Das Ding,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.