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 Kyrgyzstan and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Amon Düül II to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Saints,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Isaac Hayes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Y Pants,
Sällskapet,
The Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Little Man,
Godley & Creme,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scan 7,
The Offenders,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Walker Brothers,
Davy DMX,
Young Marble Giants,
Parry Music,
Judy Mowatt,
The Pop Group,
Gichy Dan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Qualms,
AZ,
Simply Red,
Von Mondo,
Brothers Johnson,
Delon & Dalcan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Shoche,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aaron Thompson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Anthony Braxton,
Mantronix,
Joy Division,
Whodini,
Television Personalities,
Grauzone,
Pantaleimon,
Heaven 17,
Roxy Music,
The Real Kids,
The American Breed,
Rekid,
Moby Grape,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sixth Finger,
Underground Resistance,
Cameo,
Rod Modell,
Deakin,
The Moleskins,
Drive Like Jehu,
Yaz,
The Music Machine,
a-ha,
Yellowson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.