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 Croatia and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Underground Resistance to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Thee Headcoats,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
June of 44,
The United States of America,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Danielle Patucci,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kaleidoscope,
Ohio Players,
The Victims,
The Monochrome Set,
Bill Wells,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Y Pants,
Todd Rundgren,
Kenny Larkin,
Joe Smooth,
Rekid,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wolf Eyes,
The Leaves,
Qualms,
Crispian St. Peters,
Magma,
Clear Light,
the Bar-Kays,
Boz Scaggs,
Infiniti,
Barrington Levy,
Black Pus,
Soft Machine,
Sexual Harrassment,
Avey Tare,
Main Source,
The Tremeloes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Moebius,
Bobby Byrd,
The Neon Judgement,
The Young Rascals,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Traffic Nightmare,
10cc,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Siglo XX,
Lalo Schifrin,
Second Layer,
Wally Richardson,
Leonard Cohen,
Pagans,
Zero Boys,
Howard Jones,
Al Stewart,
Darondo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sister Nancy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.