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 Guatemala and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Saccharine Trust to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
A Certain Ratio,
Au Pairs,
Procol Harum,
Joy Division,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Association,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Y Pants,
The Grass Roots,
Deadbeat,
Joe Smooth,
David McCallum,
Johnny Clarke,
Infiniti,
48th St. Collective,
The Human League,
Saccharine Trust,
Steve Hackett,
Blake Baxter,
This Heat,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jesper Dahlback,
Iggy Pop,
Scratch Acid,
The Barracudas,
Popol Vuh,
Maleditus Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camberwell Now,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Dirtbombs,
Excepter,
Television Personalities,
Skarface,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Trojans,
Chris Corsano,
Tom Boy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DNA,
Gang Green,
John Cale,
Animal Collective,
Rites of Spring,
Public Enemy,
Josef K,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Soft Cell,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ronan,
Ultravox,
Mantronix,
Bobby Womack,
Average White Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Janne Schatter,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Black Dice,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.