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 Ivory Coast and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Copenhagen.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Severed Heads to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues 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 electroclash 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 an organ and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
The Walker Brothers,
Barry Ungar,
Lou Christie,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joe Smooth,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Mummies,
Erykah Badu,
the Soft Cell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tomorrow,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gap Band,
Amon Düül,
Jeff Lynne,
The Cramps,
Arcadia,
Gang Starr,
Sound Behaviour,
Jacob Miller,
Kayak,
Soulsonic Force,
Barbara Tucker,
These Immortal Souls,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Mojo Men,
Section 25,
Pantaleimon,
Erasure,
Skaos,
Scrapy,
Alton Ellis,
The Moleskins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Doors,
Saccharine Trust,
Danielle Patucci,
Judy Mowatt,
Agent Orange,
The Monochrome Set,
Soul Sonic Force,
DJ Style,
Tim Buckley,
Pierre Henry,
Desert Stars,
the Swans,
Maleditus Sound,
The Sonics,
The Smoke,
Masters at Work,
Davy DMX,
Carl Craig,
Crime,
The Fortunes,
Accadde A,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fear,
Schoolly D,
The Real Kids,
F. McDonald,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.