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 Singapore and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the jazz 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Television Personalities,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mad Mike,
X-101,
EPMD,
the Soft Cell,
48th St. Collective,
ABBA,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bronski Beat,
Chris & Cosey,
Scion,
Camouflage,
Make Up,
Kaleidoscope,
Average White Band,
Maleditus Sound,
Rotary Connection,
Ornette Coleman,
John Lydon,
Dennis Brown,
Zero Boys,
Brick,
Charles Mingus,
Boz Scaggs,
Sonic Youth,
The Fortunes,
New Order,
The Barracudas,
Depeche Mode,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Move,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ralphi Rosario,
Heaven 17,
Peter and Kerry,
the Sonics,
Curtis Mayfield,
Country Teasers,
Sound Behaviour,
R.M.O.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Deepchord,
Tim Buckley,
Steve Hackett,
The Dirtbombs,
Bill Wells,
Babytalk,
Leonard Cohen,
Eden Ahbez,
The Real Kids,
Youth Brigade,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Big Daddy Kane,
Juan Atkins,
Max Romeo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
a-ha,
The Selecter,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.