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 Korea South and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sister Nancy to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
The Fall,
Gabor Szabo,
Ponytail,
Depeche Mode,
Vainqueur,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Index,
The Kinks,
Robert Wyatt,
New York Dolls,
The Remains,
Hardrive,
Pierre Henry,
Darondo,
The Tremeloes,
The Motions,
Flash Fearless,
Malaria!,
Radiopuhelimet,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Television,
Half Japanese,
Agent Orange,
Main Source,
Rod Modell,
John Holt,
the Normal,
Joy Division,
Harmonia,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Patti Smith,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jeff Lynne,
Sound Behaviour,
Jacques Brel,
Mo-Dettes,
Maleditus Sound,
Eve St. Jones,
Eric B and Rakim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Invisible,
Brass Construction,
Kenny Larkin,
Silicon Teens,
The Five Americans,
Zero Boys,
The Gap Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Erykah Badu,
The Walker Brothers,
June of 44,
Bootsy Collins,
Anakelly,
Public Enemy,
New Order,
Arab on Radar,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Henry Cow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Hasil Adkins,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.