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 Jordan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scientists to the rap 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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Quadrant,
Qualms,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pere Ubu,
Dual Sessions,
The Leaves,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Neon Judgement,
Peter and Kerry,
Kenny Larkin,
Erykah Badu,
Khruangbin,
Dave Gahan,
K-Klass,
Soft Cell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
This Heat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pole,
Boredoms,
Make Up,
Skriet,
The Index,
Cheater Slicks,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Move,
Lower 48,
Scott Walker,
R.M.O.,
Bush Tetras,
The Mummies,
CMW,
Kerrie Biddell,
Barrington Levy,
Radiopuhelimet,
New York Dolls,
Main Source,
Essential Logic,
David McCallum,
Vladislav Delay,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
8 Eyed Spy,
Q65,
the Normal,
Basic Channel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ronan,
Niagra,
Derrick May,
Althea and Donna,
Model 500,
Marine Girls,
Pet Shop Boys,
EPMD,
cv313,
Youth Brigade,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thompson Twins,
Aural Exciters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Brothers Johnson,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.