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 Mongolia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 KRS-One to the grime 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Con Funk Shun,
Moebius,
The Associates,
Brass Construction,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Colin Newman,
D'Angelo,
K-Klass,
Talk Talk,
Todd Rundgren,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Chris Corsano,
Echospace,
Qualms,
the Human League,
Althea and Donna,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sound Behaviour,
Jeff Lynne,
Bang On A Can,
Boredoms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jesper Dahlback,
Surgeon,
Youth Brigade,
8 Eyed Spy,
Subhumans,
Make Up,
The United States of America,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Heaven 17,
Guru Guru,
Piero Umiliani,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Sonics,
The Durutti Column,
The Martian,
Fat Boys,
The Fugs,
Yellowson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Q65,
Delta 5,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cybotron,
Derrick Morgan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Avey Tare,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Star Department,
Alison Limerick,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Iggy Pop,
The Seeds,
Kenny Larkin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.