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 Philippines and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe 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 Sarah Menescal to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Joyce Sims,
The Fugs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Technova,
Michelle Simonal,
Tres Demented,
Piero Umiliani,
Von Mondo,
Smog,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter and Kerry,
The Human League,
Boredoms,
Swans,
Joensuu 1685,
Rosa Yemen,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Mojo Men,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pulsallama,
K-Klass,
The Pretty Things,
Anthony Braxton,
Tommy Roe,
Liliput,
Sight & Sound,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Max Romeo,
Fat Boys,
Steve Hackett,
Kaleidoscope,
Pagans,
Nils Olav,
Talk Talk,
Lou Reed,
Funkadelic,
New York Dolls,
Pussy Galore,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sound Behaviour,
The Slackers,
Organ,
Livin' Joy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Procol Harum,
Sparks,
The Saints,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eli Mardock,
a-ha,
Animal Collective,
the Bar-Kays,
Country Teasers,
Grandmaster Flash,
The United States of America,
Soft Cell,
Boogie Down Productions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.