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 Turkmenistan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mighty Diamonds to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
John Foxx,
Ohio Players,
John Cale,
Graham Central Station,
Ken Boothe,
Joey Negro,
10cc,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Offenders,
Lalann,
The Gladiators,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Howard Jones,
Bauhaus,
Matthew Bourne,
Suicide,
Susan Cadogan,
Mission of Burma,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scan 7,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Althea and Donna,
The Divine Comedy,
Maleditus Sound,
Procol Harum,
Toni Rubio,
Little Man,
Q and Not U,
Scientists,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
B.T. Express,
Youth Brigade,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fuzztones,
Second Layer,
The Gap Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ponytail,
Dual Sessions,
Circle Jerks,
Pussy Galore,
Pole,
The Buckinghams,
World's Most,
Gichy Dan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yusef Lateef,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bronski Beat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Barbara Tucker,
Moebius,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Godley & Creme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neu!,
Simply Red,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.