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 Sudan and from Calgary.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Cowsills to the electroclash 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Blancmange,
The Monochrome Set,
Bill Wells,
Faust,
Jeff Lynne,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Red Krayola,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Byrd,
Black Flag,
Rekid,
La Düsseldorf,
Jeff Mills,
The Sonics,
Black Moon,
Guru Guru,
F. McDonald,
The Selecter,
Skaos,
Audionom,
The Invisible,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Saints,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Walker Brothers,
Laurel Aitken,
Juan Atkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The United States of America,
Depeche Mode,
Patti Smith,
LL Cool J,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barbara Tucker,
Rod Modell,
The J.B.'s,
Model 500,
Popol Vuh,
Ralphi Rosario,
Magma,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Banda Bassotti,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dead Boys,
Fear,
D'Angelo,
The Wake,
David Bowie,
Chris Corsano,
Amazonics,
Shuggie Otis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Japan,
Aural Exciters,
Nik Kershaw,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.