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 Jamaica and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin 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 Avey Tare to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crime record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fela Kuti,
The Gories,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Litter,
The Doobie Brothers,
Robert Görl,
Ossler,
Ronnie Foster,
Mark Hollis,
Maurizio,
Skriet,
The Red Krayola,
Niagra,
Whodini,
Stockholm Monsters,
Black Pus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eurythmics,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cal Tjader,
Bluetip,
MDC,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Steve Hackett,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bauhaus,
Talk Talk,
Jawbox,
Jesper Dahlback,
Blake Baxter,
Michelle Simonal,
AZ,
The Doors,
Scan 7,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ultravox,
Carl Craig,
Eden Ahbez,
The Invisible,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Human League,
Piero Umiliani,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rufus Thomas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
ABC,
The Stooges,
Joy Division,
Kayak,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Cramps,
Silicon Teens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.