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 Uzbekistan and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Ornette Coleman to the rap 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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Peter & Gordon,
Sun City Girls,
New Order,
Arcadia,
Jandek,
Boredoms,
Average White Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Busters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
X-102,
Shuggie Otis,
Derrick May,
Half Japanese,
Harry Pussy,
Davy DMX,
China Crisis,
The New Christs,
Arthur Verocai,
The Cure,
Ultravox,
Bronski Beat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cybotron,
The Selecter,
The Dead C,
The Tremeloes,
Model 500,
Swans,
Quando Quango,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tres Demented,
In Retrospect,
Darondo,
K-Klass,
EPMD,
Yellowson,
Nik Kershaw,
Maurizio,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pantaleimon,
Minny Pops,
Youth Brigade,
The Blues Magoos,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Aaron Thompson,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Music Machine,
Animal Collective,
X-101,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Iggy Pop,
The Fall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Shoche,
Agent Orange,
Fad Gadget,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.