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 Iceland and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Barry Ungar to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Hot Snakes,
Minor Threat,
Bronski Beat,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cybotron,
The Busters,
Nirvana,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bauhaus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sex Pistols,
Country Teasers,
Siglo XX,
OOIOO,
Don Cherry,
Altered Images,
Absolute Body Control,
Shuggie Otis,
Monks,
David Axelrod,
Ten City,
Hashim,
The Victims,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fad Gadget,
Visage,
Toni Rubio,
Nico,
Motorama,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lyres,
the Human League,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Outsiders,
The Smoke,
The Cowsills,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ornette Coleman,
Skaos,
Eric Copeland,
Hoover,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pulsallama,
Ronnie Foster,
Ralphi Rosario,
Deepchord,
Glenn Branca,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Slave,
The Fortunes,
Cal Tjader,
cv313,
Robert Hood,
Model 500,
Mark Hollis,
The Standells,
Terry Callier,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.