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 Montenegro and from Spokane.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Happenings to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
The Barracudas,
Thee Headcoats,
New York Dolls,
June of 44,
Marcia Griffiths,
Can,
R.M.O.,
Matthew Bourne,
Stiv Bators,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gregory Isaacs,
Soulsonic Force,
Cluster,
The Raincoats,
Thompson Twins,
Pagans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Yellowson,
Derrick May,
Moby Grape,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dave Gahan,
Scientists,
Jeff Mills,
Excepter,
Matthew Halsall,
Basic Channel,
Qualms,
Liliput,
Suburban Knight,
The Index,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sexual Harrassment,
Morten Harket,
Visage,
Urselle,
X-101,
Brand Nubian,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sound Behaviour,
Todd Rundgren,
Arcadia,
Easy Going,
The Stooges,
Swans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Q65,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Alton Ellis,
Drexciya,
Howard Jones,
Guru Guru,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sixth Finger,
the Human League,
a-ha,
Skriet,
Gang Starr,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.