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 Mongolia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator 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 Crime 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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
The Monks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Colin Newman,
Chris & Cosey,
Ice-T,
UT,
Grauzone,
Funkadelic,
The Moleskins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Al Stewart,
Desert Stars,
The Walker Brothers,
Kas Product,
Jesper Dahlback,
OOIOO,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kayak,
China Crisis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joe Finger,
Accadde A,
Clear Light,
Fat Boys,
Interpol,
Grandmaster Flash,
Duran Duran,
Black Sheep,
Public Enemy,
The Fortunes,
Dawn Penn,
Sarah Menescal,
Eden Ahbez,
Ultra Naté,
Fluxion,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Blackbyrds,
the Slits,
DJ Sneak,
The Tremeloes,
The Slits,
Television Personalities,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bauhaus,
Yazoo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Banda Bassotti,
Fear,
Maurizio,
Stockholm Monsters,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
PIL,
Bluetip,
Kenny Larkin,
Matthew Bourne,
Bill Near,
Ituana,
Bizarre Inc.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Anakelly,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.