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 Namibia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 harpsichord 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 Dennis Brown to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Archie Shepp,
The Invisible,
Interpol,
The Monochrome Set,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Misunderstood,
Warsaw,
Marine Girls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tres Demented,
Rekid,
The Grass Roots,
T.S.O.L.,
Sällskapet,
Flash Fearless,
John Coltrane,
The Cure,
Rakim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Pus,
The Index,
Television Personalities,
Donald Byrd,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
La Düsseldorf,
Ponytail,
Juan Atkins,
The Barracudas,
The Beau Brummels,
OOIOO,
Frankie Knuckles,
Anthony Braxton,
the Swans,
Youth Brigade,
Los Fastidios,
The Buckinghams,
Sixth Finger,
China Crisis,
The Seeds,
Nirvana,
Alison Limerick,
Stockholm Monsters,
kango's stein massive,
Pere Ubu,
Zero Boys,
Black Bananas,
Little Man,
Lee Hazlewood,
Letta Mbulu,
Essential Logic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cymande,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Angels of Light,
The United States of America,
Peter and Kerry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.