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 Belgium and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes 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 Camberwell Now to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
The Pretty Things,
Pantytec,
Altered Images,
Arcadia,
Moss Icon,
Outsiders,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Slave,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Q and Not U,
Susan Cadogan,
Funky Four + One,
Gang Gang Dance,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Seeds,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gil Scott Heron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
David Axelrod,
Soulsonic Force,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jeru the Damaja,
Unwound,
Desert Stars,
Aloha Tigers,
Dual Sessions,
Rosa Yemen,
New York Dolls,
Wally Richardson,
The Slackers,
The Happenings,
Television,
Newcleus,
The Fugs,
The Cowsills,
The Real Kids,
T.S.O.L.,
The Leaves,
Dennis Brown,
Andrew Hill,
Barclay James Harvest,
cv313,
Pere Ubu,
Minny Pops,
Eve St. Jones,
Byron Stingily,
The Residents,
Interpol,
Cheater Slicks,
Faust,
Swell Maps,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ultravox,
Sarah Menescal,
Panda Bear,
Icehouse,
Colin Newman,
In Retrospect,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.