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 Madagascar and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar 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 Warren Ellis to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Lee Hazlewood,
Swans,
Essential Logic,
Theoretical Girls,
the Germs,
The Busters,
kango's stein massive,
Sun Ra,
Ituana,
Glenn Branca,
Eve St. Jones,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
ABBA,
Sex Pistols,
Y Pants,
Derrick May,
Bluetip,
Bronski Beat,
Hashim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Los Fastidios,
Franke,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Moss Icon,
Prince Buster,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gap Band,
Deepchord,
The Invisible,
Eddi Front,
Marcia Griffiths,
Peter & Gordon,
Tom Boy,
Lower 48,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Thompson Twins,
Flipper,
Charles Mingus,
Ornette Coleman,
KRS-One,
Max Romeo,
Pagans,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gichy Dan,
Sandy B,
Mark Hollis,
Unrelated Segments,
The Associates,
Supertramp,
Surgeon,
JFA,
Organ,
Second Layer,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sam Rivers,
Accadde A,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.