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 Andorra and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Gang of Four 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
The American Breed,
June Days,
Grandmaster Flash,
UT,
The Moody Blues,
The Mummies,
Frankie Knuckles,
Joyce Sims,
Thee Headcoats,
JFA,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Detroit Cobras,
June of 44,
Roxette,
Massinfluence,
Can,
AZ,
K-Klass,
EPMD,
Second Layer,
Yellowson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mandrill,
Pere Ubu,
Juan Atkins,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
10cc,
Khruangbin,
Barrington Levy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Human League,
This Heat,
Los Fastidios,
Patti Smith,
Derrick May,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Birthday Party,
Q and Not U,
Das Ding,
Rakim,
Amon Düül,
Swans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Laurel Aitken,
Kenny Larkin,
Peter & Gordon,
Tim Buckley,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Groovy Waters,
Nik Kershaw,
Harmonia,
Bill Wells,
The Trojans,
Tropical Tobacco,
David McCallum,
Theoretical Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.