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 Armenia and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Black Moon to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Nik Kershaw,
Yellowson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Harpers Bizarre,
Easy Going,
Babytalk,
Electric Prunes,
Average White Band,
The Seeds,
Swell Maps,
Mo-Dettes,
Davy DMX,
The Names,
Organ,
Model 500,
The Selecter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fall,
Suburban Knight,
Wire,
Agitation Free,
kango's stein massive,
The Angels of Light,
Sällskapet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Mummies,
Brand Nubian,
Bluetip,
Lakeside,
Mantronix,
Alphaville,
The Human League,
Eric Dolphy,
Marine Girls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gabor Szabo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ludus,
The Gladiators,
Joy Division,
Jacob Miller,
Jandek,
The Electric Prunes,
Sam Rivers,
PIL,
Visage,
Fluxion,
The Raincoats,
Negative Approach,
The Saints,
Buzzcocks,
The Beau Brummels,
Scion,
Duran Duran,
Quantec,
Magazine,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.