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 Afghanistan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scrapy to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Rapeman,
Skriet,
Sun Ra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Leonard Cohen,
Matthew Bourne,
Electric Prunes,
DJ Style,
Zero Boys,
Alton Ellis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Liliput,
Nico,
Marine Girls,
Heaven 17,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sam Rivers,
Steve Hackett,
Cal Tjader,
Ten City,
Soft Cell,
Camouflage,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wolf Eyes,
Aloha Tigers,
Nik Kershaw,
Oblivians,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Star Department,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Radiohead,
Boogie Down Productions,
Soft Machine,
Terrestrial Tones,
Morten Harket,
Soul Sonic Force,
Public Enemy,
The Fuzztones,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bootsy Collins,
48th St. Collective,
K-Klass,
Agent Orange,
Alice Coltrane,
La Düsseldorf,
Mission of Burma,
Pagans,
Ronnie Foster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spoonie Gee,
Trumans Water,
Schoolly D,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yaz,
Arcadia,
CMW,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.