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 Thailand and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro 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 harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Audionom,
Groovy Waters,
Sällskapet,
Sandy B,
CMW,
Masters at Work,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dual Sessions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Josef K,
Negative Approach,
Nico,
Urselle,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter and Kerry,
Nick Fraelich,
Sex Pistols,
Electric Prunes,
Minny Pops,
Marcia Griffiths,
Stiv Bators,
The Black Dice,
The Electric Prunes,
Robert Görl,
Slick Rick,
Tubeway Army,
Index,
The Gories,
Morten Harket,
The Angels of Light,
Whodini,
Rufus Thomas,
Dennis Brown,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jerry's Kids,
Camberwell Now,
Goldenarms,
Tom Boy,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cure,
The Victims,
Eddi Front,
Soft Cell,
Rites of Spring,
Lyres,
Kerri Chandler,
Cecil Taylor,
Wings,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Anakelly,
Buzzcocks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Liliput,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Yellowson,
Los Fastidios,
Mandrill,
Ponytail,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Zeros,
Boz Scaggs,
The United States of America,
Little Man,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.