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 Congo and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba 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 the Swans to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Theoretical Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eurythmics,
Piero Umiliani,
The Toasters,
The Angels of Light,
Rapeman,
Arab on Radar,
The Slackers,
T.S.O.L.,
The Gladiators,
The United States of America,
The Dead C,
Banda Bassotti,
The Grass Roots,
Talk Talk,
Fad Gadget,
The Saints,
Outsiders,
Liliput,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bauhaus,
The Leaves,
Dead Boys,
Tears for Fears,
Parry Music,
Robert Görl,
Eli Mardock,
Royal Trux,
Unrelated Segments,
Section 25,
The Trojans,
Supertramp,
Visage,
Easy Going,
The Durutti Column,
FM Einheit,
The Moleskins,
The Moody Blues,
Yaz,
L. Decosne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ossler,
Electric Prunes,
Tim Buckley,
Rotary Connection,
Roxy Music,
The Cramps,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Can,
Connie Case,
Robert Wyatt,
Pantaleimon,
Crash Course in Science,
These Immortal Souls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Moss Icon,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.