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 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Moebius to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Germs,
Mark Hollis,
Big Daddy Kane,
Andrew Hill,
Sight & Sound,
Pantytec,
Maleditus Sound,
Con Funk Shun,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eric Dolphy,
Angry Samoans,
Arthur Verocai,
Adolescents,
Groovy Waters,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Busters,
Prince Buster,
The Birthday Party,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aswad,
Simply Red,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dead Boys,
Stiv Bators,
Intrusion,
Television Personalities,
Bronski Beat,
Robert Görl,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flash Fearless,
Rod Modell,
Deepchord,
Severed Heads,
Harpers Bizarre,
Banda Bassotti,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Count Five,
Graham Central Station,
the Soft Cell,
Ituana,
kango's stein massive,
the Sonics,
Don Cherry,
Ohio Players,
The Cowsills,
The American Breed,
E-Dancer,
Dave Gahan,
Gichy Dan,
Schoolly D,
David McCallum,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.