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 Iran and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ 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 The Fall to the crunk 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum 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 chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Letta Mbulu,
Joyce Sims,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Mummies,
Juan Atkins,
Mars,
Dark Day,
Lower 48,
The Trojans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Agitation Free,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dual Sessions,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Banda Bassotti,
Loose Ends,
Boz Scaggs,
E-Dancer,
Idris Muhammad,
Alice Coltrane,
PIL,
The Slackers,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Buckinghams,
Radiohead,
Dawn Penn,
Sparks,
Kas Product,
Delon & Dalcan,
Archie Shepp,
One Last Wish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
June Days,
Donny Hathaway,
DJ Style,
Pylon,
Heaven 17,
Lalo Schifrin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Toasters,
The Index,
Swell Maps,
Althea and Donna,
Desert Stars,
Moss Icon,
Arcadia,
48th St. Collective,
Andrew Hill,
Mission of Burma,
Magma,
Nik Kershaw,
10cc,
Eric Dolphy,
Fear,
Tomorrow,
Accadde A,
Sonic Youth,
The Sonics,
Derrick Morgan,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.