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 Equatorial Guinea and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ultravox to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Kerrie Biddell,
Half Japanese,
Motorama,
The Divine Comedy,
Cecil Taylor,
Jerry's Kids,
Sandy B,
FM Einheit,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sonics,
Roger Hodgson,
Joey Negro,
The Gap Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
DNA,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Crime,
Chrome,
T. Rex,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Normal,
LL Cool J,
The Cure,
Heaven 17,
Marshall Jefferson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
David Bowie,
The Techniques,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Pus,
Connie Case,
Inner City,
Sonic Youth,
June Days,
The Happenings,
Jandek,
Pussy Galore,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sarah Menescal,
Janne Schatter,
The Doobie Brothers,
Danielle Patucci,
Depeche Mode,
Young Marble Giants,
Lakeside,
The Saints,
Flash Fearless,
Hoover,
Fat Boys,
Anakelly,
The Blues Magoos,
Subhumans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Au Pairs,
B.T. Express,
Rosa Yemen,
Jacob Miller,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Birthday Party,
Delta 5,
The United States of America,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.