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 South Sudan and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the electroclash 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Terry Callier,
Quadrant,
D'Angelo,
Bobby Womack,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Isaac Hayes,
Alison Limerick,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Half Japanese,
Yazoo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fad Gadget,
The Count Five,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
CMW,
Pere Ubu,
Wolf Eyes,
The Modern Lovers,
Von Mondo,
the Soft Cell,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Fania All-Stars,
Carl Craig,
Silicon Teens,
The Misunderstood,
Dave Gahan,
Harry Pussy,
Frankie Knuckles,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boogie Down Productions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sparks,
John Coltrane,
Funky Four + One,
Young Marble Giants,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bluetip,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tropical Tobacco,
Altered Images,
FM Einheit,
Stockholm Monsters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Spandau Ballet,
Sarah Menescal,
Groovy Waters,
Easy Going,
Ken Boothe,
Magma,
Gerry Rafferty,
KRS-One,
Donny Hathaway,
Brick,
Spoonie Gee,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blake Baxter,
Barbara Tucker,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.