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 Kiribati and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Can to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Easy Going,
Gregory Isaacs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Panda Bear,
The Blues Magoos,
DJ Style,
Average White Band,
Oblivians,
Carl Craig,
Negative Approach,
Erasure,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bronski Beat,
Pagans,
Skriet,
Loose Ends,
Idris Muhammad,
Crispian St. Peters,
Marvin Gaye,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dual Sessions,
New Age Steppers,
Thee Headcoats,
Iggy Pop,
Animal Collective,
the Association,
China Crisis,
Joe Smooth,
Letta Mbulu,
L. Decosne,
Alice Coltrane,
Q65,
The Modern Lovers,
Wolf Eyes,
MDC,
The Vogues,
Whodini,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Amazonics,
The Angels of Light,
Maurizio,
Model 500,
Alphaville,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jerry's Kids,
The Black Dice,
This Heat,
Heaven 17,
Brothers Johnson,
Aaron Thompson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Techniques,
Gang Green,
Jeff Mills,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hashim,
Bobby Womack,
The Star Department,
Scan 7,
Delta 5,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.