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 Jamaica and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer 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 Skriet to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
The Invisible,
Josef K,
Silicon Teens,
The Alarm Clocks,
Second Layer,
Erasure,
The Seeds,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nation of Ulysses,
Surgeon,
Gang of Four,
Faraquet,
Sam Rivers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Suicide,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marine Girls,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aaron Thompson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scratch Acid,
Tim Buckley,
The Electric Prunes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Inner City,
Kayak,
Tommy Roe,
Schoolly D,
Deakin,
Fatback Band,
Bluetip,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sun City Girls,
The Barracudas,
Frankie Knuckles,
David McCallum,
Quadrant,
Grey Daturas,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Index,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flash Fearless,
Au Pairs,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Angels of Light,
The Smiths,
The Blackbyrds,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tears for Fears,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fugazi,
Pussy Galore,
Jerry Gold Smith,
PIL,
Negative Approach,
Gong,
The Cure,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Victims,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Icehouse,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.