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 Kiribati and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb 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 Malaria! to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
the Germs,
Shoche,
Juan Atkins,
Deadbeat,
Quando Quango,
Neil Young,
Oblivians,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blancmange,
Rod Modell,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pierre Henry,
Crooked Eye,
Skarface,
The Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cluster,
Eli Mardock,
Reagan Youth,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Janne Schatter,
Hardrive,
Toni Rubio,
Ituana,
Barbara Tucker,
Electric Prunes,
Rufus Thomas,
Ronan,
Camberwell Now,
Black Moon,
The New Christs,
Stereo Dub,
Prince Buster,
Nirvana,
Popol Vuh,
The Alarm Clocks,
Cybotron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
EPMD,
Mark Hollis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Soft Cell,
Das Ding,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bob Dylan,
Eden Ahbez,
Smog,
Bluetip,
Godley & Creme,
T. Rex,
Kerri Chandler,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joey Negro,
The Associates,
Adolescents,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.