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 Kazakhstan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Max Romeo to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Bizarre Inc.,
Porter Ricks,
Bad Manners,
Jeff Mills,
Black Sheep,
Clear Light,
Skaos,
The Blues Magoos,
Barbara Tucker,
Parry Music,
The Tremeloes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Isaac Hayes,
Franke,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Donald Byrd,
The Motions,
Interpol,
The Shadows of Knight,
Monolake,
the Sonics,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Beau Brummels,
Aloha Tigers,
Archie Shepp,
Agent Orange,
Hasil Adkins,
Siglo XX,
The Buckinghams,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lungfish,
Brick,
Kaleidoscope,
Jeff Lynne,
Jimmy McGriff,
Big Daddy Kane,
Young Marble Giants,
Severed Heads,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Sound,
Blancmange,
The Mojo Men,
Cybotron,
Dennis Brown,
Metal Thangz,
The Vogues,
Anakelly,
Excepter,
X-101,
T. Rex,
Simply Red,
Soft Machine,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Monks,
CMW,
Maurizio,
Sarah Menescal,
John Cale,
New Age Steppers,
Goldenarms,
Bauhaus,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.