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 Canada and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare 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 Grandmaster Flash to the funk 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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Funkadelic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crime,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
B.T. Express,
Easy Going,
The Invisible,
Jeff Mills,
The Gories,
The American Breed,
Derrick Morgan,
Fluxion,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eric Copeland,
Jimmy McGriff,
Negative Approach,
Eden Ahbez,
Robert Wyatt,
Mandrill,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
David Axelrod,
Brothers Johnson,
Steve Hackett,
Television Personalities,
Rakim,
The Smiths,
Electric Prunes,
Sugar Minott,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mantronix,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tres Demented,
Wire,
X-101,
Visage,
Country Teasers,
Gong,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Marc Almond,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Swans,
Bill Near,
ABC,
The Moody Blues,
The Index,
Jeff Lynne,
Livin' Joy,
The Blues Magoos,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Halsall,
Altered Images,
Ronan,
Aaron Thompson,
The Happenings,
the Bar-Kays,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.