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 New Zealand and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bologna.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Aloha Tigers to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Agitation Free,
Main Source,
Barclay James Harvest,
Yazoo,
Rod Modell,
MC5,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ohio Players,
the Fania All-Stars,
Prince Buster,
The Birthday Party,
The Doors,
The Move,
Leonard Cohen,
Marine Girls,
MDC,
The Blackbyrds,
X-101,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Happenings,
Eli Mardock,
Porter Ricks,
Radio Birdman,
Charles Mingus,
The Velvet Underground,
Suburban Knight,
Skriet,
Joe Finger,
Ludus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Lower 48,
Johnny Clarke,
Juan Atkins,
Gabor Szabo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Deadbeat,
Mission of Burma,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aaron Thompson,
The Star Department,
Dead Boys,
Harmonia,
The Raincoats,
The Grass Roots,
Girls At Our Best!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Oneida,
Babytalk,
The Monks,
Jacob Miller,
Godley & Creme,
Jerry's Kids,
Laurel Aitken,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tears for Fears,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.