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 Paraguay and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Whodini,
The Slackers,
Quando Quango,
Minny Pops,
Technova,
Maleditus Sound,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Neon Judgement,
Vladislav Delay,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Mojo Men,
Roxette,
Ronnie Foster,
Surgeon,
Ultravox,
Jesper Dahlback,
T. Rex,
Sound Behaviour,
Nico,
L. Decosne,
the Association,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Foxx,
Ten City,
Anakelly,
New York Dolls,
Radiohead,
Marc Almond,
Soulsonic Force,
John Lydon,
Absolute Body Control,
Deepchord,
Albert Ayler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Morten Harket,
Ossler,
the Normal,
Bob Dylan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Popol Vuh,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ludus,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pere Ubu,
Sexual Harrassment,
Inner City,
Ornette Coleman,
Swans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kerrie Biddell,
Faust,
David McCallum,
Michelle Simonal,
Alice Coltrane,
Cheater Slicks,
Skaos,
The Residents,
Quantec,
Rod Modell,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.