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 Bahamas and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
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 guitar 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the grime 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 The Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Joe Finger,
Jerry's Kids,
Sonic Youth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jandek,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Reed,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Victims,
Massinfluence,
Flash Fearless,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Young Marble Giants,
Bauhaus,
R.M.O.,
Scott Walker,
Aural Exciters,
Soft Cell,
Fluxion,
Negative Approach,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Slits,
Bizarre Inc.,
Erasure,
Main Source,
Popol Vuh,
Talk Talk,
Barbara Tucker,
Crispian St. Peters,
Harry Pussy,
Ohio Players,
Dave Gahan,
Hot Snakes,
Yaz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Flag,
John Holt,
Royal Trux,
Connie Case,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Warsaw,
Suburban Knight,
The Durutti Column,
The Smoke,
Sonny Sharrock,
Peter & Gordon,
Bang On A Can,
Ten City,
Los Fastidios,
Cymande,
The Skatalites,
Fela Kuti,
The Real Kids,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Avey Tare,
Joe Smooth,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.