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 Bangladesh and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the punk 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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Albert Ayler,
The Beau Brummels,
The Toasters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeff Lynne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Massinfluence,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Harmonia,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Searchers,
X-102,
Depeche Mode,
Maleditus Sound,
The Wake,
Matthew Halsall,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pulsallama,
Circle Jerks,
the Human League,
Deepchord,
Todd Rundgren,
Tubeway Army,
Boz Scaggs,
the Germs,
Country Teasers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ituana,
Crispy Ambulance,
Toni Rubio,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Swans,
The Fire Engines,
Can,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Flamin' Groovies,
Morten Harket,
Brand Nubian,
Swans,
Peter and Kerry,
Lucky Dragons,
Yusef Lateef,
Sound Behaviour,
Bluetip,
Tommy Roe,
Motorama,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Sheep,
Alphaville,
Kaleidoscope,
Howard Jones,
Delta 5,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Archie Shepp,
Bill Wells,
Amon Düül,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.