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 Cuba and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum 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 The Evens to the disco 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Banda Bassotti,
Massinfluence,
Godley & Creme,
Mad Mike,
One Last Wish,
June Days,
Drive Like Jehu,
cv313,
EPMD,
Amon Düül,
Peter and Kerry,
The Modern Lovers,
Junior Murvin,
James White and The Blacks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Adolescents,
Rapeman,
T.S.O.L.,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Qualms,
Dual Sessions,
R.M.O.,
Drexciya,
Mantronix,
Neu!,
Susan Cadogan,
Urselle,
Nik Kershaw,
The Kinks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Aaron Thompson,
John Foxx,
The Electric Prunes,
Pylon,
Bang On A Can,
Mission of Burma,
Gang of Four,
Simply Red,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobby Sherman,
Magma,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dennis Brown,
Tropical Tobacco,
Slick Rick,
Stockholm Monsters,
Groovy Waters,
Patti Smith,
Peter & Gordon,
Tom Boy,
MC5,
Faraquet,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mo-Dettes,
Josef K,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Brand Nubian,
Motorama,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sound Behaviour,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.