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 Marshall Islands and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum 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 The Standells to the techno 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Steve Hackett,
Bad Manners,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Shoche,
Pagans,
This Heat,
Michelle Simonal,
Iggy Pop,
Pantytec,
Swell Maps,
The Seeds,
Junior Murvin,
Hoover,
Ronnie Foster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lower 48,
Banda Bassotti,
the Slits,
The Neon Judgement,
Skarface,
Cybotron,
Kas Product,
Sight & Sound,
the Association,
ABC,
Ituana,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Carl Craig,
Maurizio,
The Fugs,
Wolf Eyes,
The Angels of Light,
China Crisis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
X-102,
The Real Kids,
Todd Terry,
Piero Umiliani,
Spoonie Gee,
Jandek,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fall,
LL Cool J,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Foxx,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Flamin' Groovies,
DJ Sneak,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Aural Exciters,
Easy Going,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Massinfluence,
Whodini,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Moleskins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.