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 Denmark and from London.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Inner City to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
The Names,
Eric Copeland,
Scott Walker,
the Bar-Kays,
Roy Ayers,
The Real Kids,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Janne Schatter,
The Searchers,
kango's stein massive,
Gichy Dan,
Newcleus,
Idris Muhammad,
Eurythmics,
Altered Images,
Lakeside,
Country Teasers,
CMW,
Albert Ayler,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tim Buckley,
10cc,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roger Hodgson,
Slick Rick,
the Sonics,
The Fuzztones,
The Count Five,
ABC,
Saccharine Trust,
Dorothy Ashby,
Byron Stingily,
The Vogues,
The Mojo Men,
Jacques Brel,
Grauzone,
Bad Manners,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stiv Bators,
Rod Modell,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Grandmaster Flash,
Make Up,
the Normal,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cluster,
LL Cool J,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Infiniti,
The Leaves,
Sparks,
Second Layer,
Marmalade,
Hasil Adkins,
Inner City,
Lucky Dragons,
The Golliwogs,
MDC,
Glambeats Corp.,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.