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 Peru and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Robert Palmer 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 DJ Sneak to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Japan,
the Bar-Kays,
Sugar Minott,
Grandmaster Flash,
Iggy Pop,
Outsiders,
Sam Rivers,
The Sonics,
The Move,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Moby Grape,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Knickerbockers,
The Cramps,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Busters,
Talk Talk,
Whodini,
Joy Division,
Yellowson,
Stetsasonic,
Mars,
Joe Finger,
Alton Ellis,
Throbbing Gristle,
Colin Newman,
Unwound,
Sonic Youth,
Sällskapet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gun Club,
DJ Style,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Moleskins,
Archie Shepp,
Marvin Gaye,
Thee Headcoats,
The Gories,
Deadbeat,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kas Product,
Rotary Connection,
Gregory Isaacs,
John Lydon,
Los Fastidios,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Siglo XX,
Susan Cadogan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
David Bowie,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.