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 Cuba and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 ABBA to the punk 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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Jeff Mills,
Tres Demented,
Wings,
Grey Daturas,
Warsaw,
Bang On A Can,
Gabor Szabo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Babytalk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dead Boys,
Fat Boys,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quadrant,
Josef K,
Skarface,
T. Rex,
Bill Wells,
Echospace,
Barbara Tucker,
Hasil Adkins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hoover,
Matthew Halsall,
Barry Ungar,
The Angels of Light,
Absolute Body Control,
Television,
AZ,
Von Mondo,
Derrick May,
Terrestrial Tones,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
David Axelrod,
The Stooges,
Boredoms,
Television Personalities,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Young Marble Giants,
The Five Americans,
R.M.O.,
Whodini,
The Fire Engines,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gang of Four,
Scratch Acid,
Khruangbin,
Rites of Spring,
Junior Murvin,
Kenny Larkin,
Minor Threat,
Laurel Aitken,
Arthur Verocai,
La Düsseldorf,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Man Parrish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Circle Jerks,
The Associates,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.