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 Palau and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Swell Maps to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Ornette Coleman,
Warren Ellis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pantytec,
Easy Going,
Janne Schatter,
Isaac Hayes,
Niagra,
Harry Pussy,
D'Angelo,
Dead Boys,
Brass Construction,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nik Kershaw,
Boredoms,
Severed Heads,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
X-101,
Pylon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Slits,
Moby Grape,
The Cowsills,
Kenny Larkin,
Depeche Mode,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Toasters,
Nation of Ulysses,
Yazoo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Prince Buster,
The Knickerbockers,
F. McDonald,
Oblivians,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mad Mike,
Ken Boothe,
The Count Five,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Crime,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kayak,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
Clear Light,
The Offenders,
Bang On A Can,
The Modern Lovers,
Rakim,
Ice-T,
Rekid,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Intrusion,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.