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 Russia and from Milan.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Lower 48 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Adolescents,
MDC,
Rufus Thomas,
Parry Music,
the Sonics,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
KRS-One,
The Golliwogs,
Television Personalities,
The Stooges,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Malaria!,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Robert Hood,
The Pop Group,
Siglo XX,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Whodini,
Idris Muhammad,
Sound Behaviour,
Vainqueur,
Reuben Wilson,
Chris & Cosey,
Schoolly D,
Joe Smooth,
Sun City Girls,
World's Most,
Aloha Tigers,
The Birthday Party,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Clear Light,
The Names,
Surgeon,
Ohio Players,
Das Ding,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Martian,
The United States of America,
Massinfluence,
Robert Görl,
The Alarm Clocks,
Henry Cow,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Derrick May,
Sugar Minott,
Lungfish,
Michelle Simonal,
Spoonie Gee,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Flash Fearless,
The Gap Band,
Mad Mike,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Suburban Knight,
Black Pus,
Heaven 17,
Warsaw,
The J.B.'s,
Blake Baxter,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.