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 Brazil and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 X-101 to the techno 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Ohio Players,
Matthew Halsall,
Bobby Sherman,
Nico,
Roy Ayers,
Animal Collective,
Ornette Coleman,
The Real Kids,
Infiniti,
Kas Product,
Ultimate Spinach,
FM Einheit,
The Moody Blues,
Saccharine Trust,
Cluster,
the Association,
Goldenarms,
Susan Cadogan,
The Skatalites,
Jeff Lynne,
Maleditus Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Dorothy Ashby,
Young Marble Giants,
Sonic Youth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Interpol,
Lou Christie,
Monks,
Black Pus,
Shoche,
Essential Logic,
The Evens,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gregory Isaacs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scion,
Babytalk,
Crash Course in Science,
Magazine,
JFA,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Invisible,
Ronnie Foster,
Second Layer,
Prince Buster,
A Certain Ratio,
Roger Hodgson,
Main Source,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Barrington Levy,
Amon Düül II,
The Smoke,
Minny Pops,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Byron Stingily,
Sällskapet,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.