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 Serbia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Mars to the rap 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Warsaw,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Terry Callier,
One Last Wish,
Piero Umiliani,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flipper,
The Gories,
Rekid,
The Smoke,
Inner City,
Connie Case,
Mantronix,
The Skatalites,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DJ Style,
Pantaleimon,
Josef K,
The Happenings,
Theoretical Girls,
Wasted Youth,
Yazoo,
Sun Ra,
Crime,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Neil Young,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Standells,
Pussy Galore,
Maurizio,
Todd Rundgren,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marc Almond,
In Retrospect,
Newcleus,
Cheater Slicks,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Tremeloes,
The Birthday Party,
Soul II Soul,
The Victims,
The New Christs,
Amon Düül II,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hashim,
the Swans,
Idris Muhammad,
Silicon Teens,
The Durutti Column,
Dead Boys,
Ornette Coleman,
Bobby Sherman,
Quando Quango,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ten City,
The Alarm Clocks,
Procol Harum,
Nation of Ulysses,
Erasure,
Judy Mowatt,
Groovy Waters,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.