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 Uganda and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grunge 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Swans,
Morten Harket,
Buzzcocks,
Quantec,
Moebius,
Black Sheep,
The Fugs,
Lucky Dragons,
Q and Not U,
Fugazi,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Grey Daturas,
Yazoo,
Aloha Tigers,
The Stooges,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Names,
Althea and Donna,
The Move,
Roxette,
Interpol,
Brothers Johnson,
Robert Hood,
Sexual Harrassment,
PIL,
The Doors,
The Trojans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
EPMD,
Joensuu 1685,
Sonic Youth,
Animal Collective,
James White and The Blacks,
D'Angelo,
Graham Central Station,
The Knickerbockers,
Kerri Chandler,
The Mojo Men,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Cure,
Pharoah Sanders,
Intrusion,
Johnny Clarke,
Bluetip,
Motorama,
Tomorrow,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Soft Cell,
The Black Dice,
Hot Snakes,
Second Layer,
Moss Icon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Johnny Osbourne,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.