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 Mali and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Livin' Joy to the jazz 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Yaz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bronski Beat,
Depeche Mode,
The Fall,
Robert Hood,
The Offenders,
Albert Ayler,
DJ Style,
Animal Collective,
Girls At Our Best!,
cv313,
Scientists,
Bobby Womack,
kango's stein massive,
Agitation Free,
Scan 7,
Suicide,
Urselle,
Chrome,
The Sonics,
Visage,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roy Ayers,
The Barracudas,
Echospace,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dark Day,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marmalade,
Pussy Galore,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Thompson Twins,
Juan Atkins,
Letta Mbulu,
Inner City,
Stereo Dub,
The Alarm Clocks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mantronix,
Crispy Ambulance,
Joy Division,
Neu!,
The Fire Engines,
Khruangbin,
Livin' Joy,
Blossom Toes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soul Sonic Force,
Alice Coltrane,
Cheater Slicks,
Con Funk Shun,
Shuggie Otis,
the Soft Cell,
Mo-Dettes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Brand Nubian,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.