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 Germany and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Throbbing Gristle to the grime 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Green,
the Normal,
The Martian,
Niagra,
Prince Buster,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Slits,
The Gladiators,
Second Layer,
Derrick Morgan,
Audionom,
Funkadelic,
Vainqueur,
Reagan Youth,
Godley & Creme,
Rapeman,
Clear Light,
Cameo,
Trumans Water,
Robert Wyatt,
Gregory Isaacs,
Darondo,
Lungfish,
Unwound,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dark Day,
Sex Pistols,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Carl Craig,
Sixth Finger,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Skriet,
Loose Ends,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ronnie Foster,
World's Most,
Crispy Ambulance,
David McCallum,
Suburban Knight,
Spoonie Gee,
Smog,
Kerri Chandler,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Stooges,
Porter Ricks,
The Sound,
Yaz,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cluster,
Heaven 17,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Fortunes,
Eddi Front,
Bill Near,
the Germs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Minutemen,
Sandy B,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.