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 Norway and from London.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 New Order to the rap 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Inner City,
Bob Dylan,
Chris Corsano,
Ken Boothe,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gang of Four,
Judy Mowatt,
Public Enemy,
Amon Düül,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang Starr,
The Evens,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Moebius,
Fear,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Mission of Burma,
This Heat,
Pantytec,
Outsiders,
Ten City,
Royal Trux,
The Cowsills,
The Saints,
Zapp,
The Happenings,
Slave,
Scion,
Interpol,
Lou Christie,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hashim,
Tom Boy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Görl,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rekid,
Steve Hackett,
JFA,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Five Americans,
the Sonics,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Invisible,
Anakelly,
The Martian,
Kerri Chandler,
Lyres,
The American Breed,
Funkadelic,
Sex Pistols,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lightning Bolt,
Symarip,
Marine Girls,
R.M.O.,
Rhythm & Sound,
Throbbing Gristle,
Skaos,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.