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 Kyrgyzstan and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scratch Acid to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Hoover,
Sex Pistols,
Wire,
Minutemen,
Charles Mingus,
The Raincoats,
Connie Case,
Erasure,
Sparks,
CMW,
Saccharine Trust,
Kerri Chandler,
Marshall Jefferson,
Audionom,
Massinfluence,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Royal Trux,
Panda Bear,
The Buckinghams,
Wally Richardson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camouflage,
The Monochrome Set,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scion,
Chris Corsano,
kango's stein massive,
The Fortunes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Lydon,
Rakim,
Fela Kuti,
David Bowie,
Arab on Radar,
Average White Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fear,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mission of Burma,
Robert Wyatt,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cymande,
Bizarre Inc.,
Anthony Braxton,
the Association,
Michelle Simonal,
Bill Wells,
Donald Byrd,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joyce Sims,
Sandy B,
The Stooges,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.