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 Lithuania and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Unwound to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
ABC,
Khruangbin,
Loose Ends,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eurythmics,
Massinfluence,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Von Mondo,
The Walker Brothers,
U.S. Maple,
Jeff Mills,
Kerrie Biddell,
New Order,
Aural Exciters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kenny Larkin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Metal Thangz,
Soulsonic Force,
Lakeside,
Subhumans,
the Germs,
Sun City Girls,
Half Japanese,
Bluetip,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Sound,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Searchers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Aswad,
Basic Channel,
Deepchord,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pagans,
Yusef Lateef,
Depeche Mode,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Duran Duran,
Colin Newman,
Nick Fraelich,
Dual Sessions,
Aaron Thompson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boredoms,
James White and The Blacks,
Ludus,
John Foxx,
Oneida,
Reagan Youth,
Dead Boys,
Echospace,
Rufus Thomas,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Arab on Radar,
Letta Mbulu,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.