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 Sweden and from Lille.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Dual Sessions to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
The Zeros,
Faraquet,
Deakin,
John Coltrane,
Au Pairs,
Bob Dylan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camberwell Now,
Bobby Sherman,
Alton Ellis,
Guru Guru,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fela Kuti,
Basic Channel,
Althea and Donna,
8 Eyed Spy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lyres,
Pharoah Sanders,
Parry Music,
Nick Fraelich,
The Knickerbockers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yellowson,
The Real Kids,
Television,
The Saints,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Agent Orange,
Moss Icon,
Ultra Naté,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Doors,
Loose Ends,
Barrington Levy,
Harmonia,
UT,
Graham Central Station,
Spandau Ballet,
Absolute Body Control,
Joy Division,
FM Einheit,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rufus Thomas,
Janne Schatter,
Magma,
Eve St. Jones,
Marmalade,
Niagra,
The Litter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Drexciya,
AZ,
Brass Construction,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.