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 Dominican Republic and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bang On A Can,
Liliput,
Dark Day,
Patti Smith,
Schoolly D,
Ultimate Spinach,
Derrick May,
kango's stein massive,
Bizarre Inc.,
ABBA,
The Barracudas,
Talk Talk,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Blues Magoos,
Urselle,
Fela Kuti,
Amazonics,
Soft Machine,
The Slackers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
One Last Wish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pole,
Thee Headcoats,
Suburban Knight,
Fat Boys,
Rites of Spring,
Blossom Toes,
Loose Ends,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gang Starr,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dorothy Ashby,
Kerri Chandler,
Janne Schatter,
Nas,
Guru Guru,
Henry Cow,
Laurel Aitken,
Ohio Players,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Piero Umiliani,
Television,
Joensuu 1685,
The Doobie Brothers,
Q and Not U,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Donny Hathaway,
Television Personalities,
Absolute Body Control,
The Modern Lovers,
Stetsasonic,
The Evens,
Royal Trux,
Sister Nancy,
Drexciya,
Ornette Coleman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Desert Stars,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.