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 Guinea and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 John Foxx to the grunge 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
The Litter,
The Invisible,
Freddie Wadling,
Drive Like Jehu,
Patti Smith,
Deadbeat,
UT,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mad Mike,
Roy Ayers,
Idris Muhammad,
Lalo Schifrin,
Stetsasonic,
Hashim,
Joensuu 1685,
Arcadia,
Harmonia,
Stiv Bators,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Germs,
The Moody Blues,
Arthur Verocai,
Grey Daturas,
the Swans,
Cybotron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
FM Einheit,
Visage,
New Age Steppers,
The Buckinghams,
The Selecter,
The Pop Group,
The Fire Engines,
cv313,
Unrelated Segments,
Tubeway Army,
Lyres,
Aural Exciters,
Roxette,
The New Christs,
Swell Maps,
Au Pairs,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Motions,
Joey Negro,
Wolf Eyes,
Metal Thangz,
The Golliwogs,
Gong,
The Blues Magoos,
Hardrive,
Peter and Kerry,
AZ,
Rosa Yemen,
Roxy Music,
Excepter,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DJ Sneak,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.