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 Mali and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Harmonia to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Chrome,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Icehouse,
Duran Duran,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sun Ra,
Godley & Creme,
Sexual Harrassment,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crash Course in Science,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
T. Rex,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kayak,
Bootsy Collins,
PIL,
Ituana,
Roxy Music,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Porter Ricks,
H. Thieme,
Ice-T,
Audionom,
The Stooges,
James White and The Blacks,
Pulsallama,
Bill Wells,
Lalann,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ultimate Spinach,
Radiohead,
Nas,
Electric Prunes,
Ohio Players,
The Invisible,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Outsiders,
The Blackbyrds,
Tommy Roe,
Charles Mingus,
Sex Pistols,
The Cure,
Robert Hood,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Birthday Party,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Peter & Gordon,
Underground Resistance,
Minor Threat,
Basic Channel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gabor Szabo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Anakelly,
The Gap Band,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.