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 Albania and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Gun Club to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Soul Sonic Force,
OOIOO,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Q65,
Peter and Kerry,
Drexciya,
The Five Americans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Music Machine,
Erykah Badu,
Bad Manners,
Chrome,
The Durutti Column,
The Divine Comedy,
The Evens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rotary Connection,
Technova,
Lou Christie,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Metal Thangz,
Chris Corsano,
The Barracudas,
The Remains,
Johnny Clarke,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Alphaville,
Eric Dolphy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bronski Beat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Arab on Radar,
Model 500,
Marvin Gaye,
Lee Hazlewood,
Albert Ayler,
Colin Newman,
Todd Rundgren,
Neu!,
Tubeway Army,
LL Cool J,
Soulsonic Force,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Moby Grape,
Swell Maps,
Clear Light,
This Heat,
Delta 5,
the Germs,
Anthony Braxton,
Shuggie Otis,
Television,
The Count Five,
Steve Hackett,
Pussy Galore,
Kool Moe Dee,
Urselle,
Outsiders,
Barry Ungar,
James White and The Blacks,
Pulsallama,
Brothers Johnson,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.