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 Panama and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Franke,
The Doors,
Carl Craig,
Eric Copeland,
Kaleidoscope,
Intrusion,
Smog,
La Düsseldorf,
B.T. Express,
Livin' Joy,
Monks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marc Almond,
MDC,
The Slackers,
Roxy Music,
Joyce Sims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Pop Group,
Cheater Slicks,
Maleditus Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
This Heat,
Altered Images,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Names,
The Cramps,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Mummies,
Lindisfarne,
Pagans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joey Negro,
Radiohead,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Angels of Light,
Jerry Gold Smith,
John Cale,
John Holt,
Funky Four + One,
Soft Cell,
Absolute Body Control,
One Last Wish,
Todd Rundgren,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Smiths,
X-101,
Bush Tetras,
Pet Shop Boys,
Faraquet,
kango's stein massive,
K-Klass,
Qualms,
The Monochrome Set,
Rotary Connection,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Slits,
Thee Headcoats,
Talk Talk,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.