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 Pakistan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Moby Grape to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Dawn Penn,
Visage,
Livin' Joy,
The Smiths,
Rufus Thomas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
cv313,
Funkadelic,
The Velvet Underground,
Yazoo,
Bush Tetras,
The Sound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
David Bowie,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minnie Riperton,
10cc,
Fluxion,
Urselle,
Pere Ubu,
Flipper,
Subhumans,
Animal Collective,
The Busters,
Basic Channel,
Metal Thangz,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joy Division,
Panda Bear,
Von Mondo,
Wire,
Yusef Lateef,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Half Japanese,
Stereo Dub,
The Cure,
The Skatalites,
Sandy B,
Schoolly D,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fortunes,
Electric Prunes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bobby Sherman,
The Modern Lovers,
Skarface,
Darondo,
The Index,
Royal Trux,
Jerry's Kids,
Hoover,
Tomorrow,
Glambeats Corp.,
In Retrospect,
Eli Mardock,
Vainqueur,
Mr. Review,
The Neon Judgement,
Soft Cell,
Talk Talk,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.