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 Zambia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Raincoats to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Yazoo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Janne Schatter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dennis Brown,
Swans,
Harmonia,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cameo,
The Fugs,
The Evens,
Marvin Gaye,
Rosa Yemen,
The Happenings,
The Gap Band,
Electric Prunes,
Stiv Bators,
The Last Poets,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Amon Düül II,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Accadde A,
The Five Americans,
The J.B.'s,
Minnie Riperton,
The Seeds,
Cluster,
Excepter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eric Copeland,
Soft Cell,
Spoonie Gee,
Skarface,
Derrick May,
Altered Images,
Darondo,
Susan Cadogan,
Basic Channel,
Aswad,
Ossler,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Erykah Badu,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
KRS-One,
U.S. Maple,
Ultra Naté,
Patti Smith,
Sällskapet,
Radio Birdman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sparks,
Rekid,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ronan,
Wolf Eyes,
Outsiders,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.