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 Somalia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Birthday Party to the jazz 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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Skaos,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sun City Girls,
Quando Quango,
The Remains,
Mad Mike,
CMW,
Eden Ahbez,
Erykah Badu,
The Happenings,
Rites of Spring,
Danielle Patucci,
The Smiths,
The Raincoats,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
MC5,
Amon Düül II,
KRS-One,
Eric Copeland,
Tears for Fears,
Michelle Simonal,
Basic Channel,
Whodini,
LL Cool J,
Gang of Four,
Brand Nubian,
John Foxx,
Saccharine Trust,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bill Wells,
Los Fastidios,
The Birthday Party,
Interpol,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alice Coltrane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bootsy Collins,
The Count Five,
Aural Exciters,
Jerry's Kids,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Talk Talk,
Moebius,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Glenn Branca,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kurtis Blow,
Mandrill,
Monolake,
Soul II Soul,
The Barracudas,
Panda Bear,
Rakim,
Hardrive,
Inner City,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fuzztones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swans,
Skarface,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.