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 Israel and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ultra Naté to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
cv313,
Bizarre Inc.,
Agitation Free,
Minny Pops,
Blossom Toes,
Organ,
Bronski Beat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fortunes,
Hashim,
Eurythmics,
Scratch Acid,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Tremeloes,
Boredoms,
Moss Icon,
Tommy Roe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Mummies,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Delta 5,
Gang Green,
Fugazi,
Warren Ellis,
Cameo,
John Cale,
The Moody Blues,
U.S. Maple,
Crooked Eye,
Gichy Dan,
X-101,
Neu!,
The Gun Club,
Mo-Dettes,
Kurtis Blow,
Leonard Cohen,
The Moleskins,
Silicon Teens,
The Misunderstood,
Dennis Brown,
Main Source,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Popol Vuh,
Avey Tare,
Alice Coltrane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jacob Miller,
Charles Mingus,
A Certain Ratio,
The Star Department,
Thee Headcoats,
Jeff Mills,
Toni Rubio,
Depeche Mode,
Bad Manners,
Average White Band,
The Seeds,
Television,
The Gories,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.