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 Tanzania and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the funk 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Theoretical Girls,
Erasure,
T.S.O.L.,
The Index,
The Young Rascals,
Sonic Youth,
Grey Daturas,
The Birthday Party,
Bauhaus,
Tears for Fears,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fat Boys,
Marmalade,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Funkadelic,
Todd Rundgren,
David Bowie,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marc Almond,
Model 500,
The Fuzztones,
Jeff Lynne,
Amazonics,
Tom Boy,
David McCallum,
Crime,
Laurel Aitken,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barry Ungar,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Banda Bassotti,
Henry Cow,
These Immortal Souls,
Blossom Toes,
The Seeds,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bobby Byrd,
Lyres,
OOIOO,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Neon Judgement,
Spoonie Gee,
Lower 48,
Hasil Adkins,
Radiohead,
Nas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
China Crisis,
Andrew Hill,
Mr. Review,
The Smiths,
June of 44,
Stereo Dub,
The United States of America,
Severed Heads,
Procol Harum,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rakim,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.