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 Switzerland and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Au Pairs to the dance 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Whodini,
AZ,
Lungfish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eric Dolphy,
Joyce Sims,
Parry Music,
The American Breed,
Dual Sessions,
The Pop Group,
The Mojo Men,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Drexciya,
Cal Tjader,
Todd Rundgren,
Sarah Menescal,
Mandrill,
Visage,
Patti Smith,
the Soft Cell,
Bobby Sherman,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Au Pairs,
48th St. Collective,
Lucky Dragons,
Television Personalities,
MC5,
Darondo,
Mo-Dettes,
Cecil Taylor,
June of 44,
Wally Richardson,
Sound Behaviour,
Rites of Spring,
The Busters,
Andrew Hill,
Henry Cow,
Underground Resistance,
Barry Ungar,
Gerry Rafferty,
Juan Atkins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Zapp,
the Human League,
Morten Harket,
Massinfluence,
Ten City,
Bootsy Collins,
Freddie Wadling,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fat Boys,
Kurtis Blow,
Yaz,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tubeway Army,
Fatback Band,
The Martian,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Searchers,
Eden Ahbez,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.