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 China and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Slits 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Moebius,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aswad,
The Fall,
La Düsseldorf,
Metal Thangz,
F. McDonald,
James White and The Blacks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Crispy Ambulance,
Q and Not U,
Josef K,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The American Breed,
Agent Orange,
Anthony Braxton,
Lakeside,
Heaven 17,
Boredoms,
These Immortal Souls,
Sonic Youth,
Gang of Four,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Animal Collective,
The Vogues,
The Gun Club,
The Real Kids,
Infiniti,
Roxy Music,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Drexciya,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Foxx,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Anakelly,
David Bowie,
The Count Five,
Warren Ellis,
Mark Hollis,
Frankie Knuckles,
Reagan Youth,
Average White Band,
Hoover,
Sun City Girls,
Derrick May,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Slackers,
Howard Jones,
Soft Cell,
Reuben Wilson,
Nas,
Wasted Youth,
L. Decosne,
Trumans Water,
One Last Wish,
Darondo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Music Machine,
The Divine Comedy,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.