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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the crunk 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joe Smooth,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Darondo,
Tears for Fears,
Rakim,
Visage,
Terrestrial Tones,
Robert Wyatt,
Soft Cell,
Joy Division,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Last Poets,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Minnie Riperton,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül II,
Ronan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pussy Galore,
Soulsonic Force,
FM Einheit,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
R.M.O.,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wolf Eyes,
Danielle Patucci,
Au Pairs,
Bill Wells,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Public Image Ltd.,
New York Dolls,
Spandau Ballet,
Lyres,
Mo-Dettes,
The Mummies,
The Fall,
Jeff Lynne,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Reuben Wilson,
Icehouse,
Eden Ahbez,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Clear Light,
Skaos,
The Grass Roots,
Maleditus Sound,
Depeche Mode,
Amazonics,
Flipper,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Black Sheep,
Lucky Dragons,
Girls At Our Best!,
La Düsseldorf,
Soul Sonic Force,
Guru Guru,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.