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 Thailand and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba 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 Gregory Isaacs to the disco 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Janne Schatter,
the Soft Cell,
Hashim,
Banda Bassotti,
OOIOO,
The Divine Comedy,
Quantec,
Negative Approach,
The Zeros,
Sällskapet,
Marcia Griffiths,
Judy Mowatt,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Symarip,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Happenings,
Fat Boys,
The American Breed,
Chris & Cosey,
The Vogues,
Glenn Branca,
Pantaleimon,
Thompson Twins,
Stetsasonic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sonic Youth,
A Certain Ratio,
Television Personalities,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Harry Pussy,
Wire,
Cybotron,
Tim Buckley,
The Leaves,
Technova,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Bananas,
the Fania All-Stars,
CMW,
Fear,
Siglo XX,
Trumans Water,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jacques Brel,
Flipper,
The Offenders,
The Trojans,
Livin' Joy,
Q and Not U,
the Sonics,
Rekid,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eddi Front,
Cluster,
Suburban Knight,
Shoche,
Crooked Eye,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mark Hollis,
Tomorrow,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.