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 Chad and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Infiniti to the rock 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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dead Boys,
Judy Mowatt,
Aswad,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Barry Ungar,
EPMD,
Young Marble Giants,
Warsaw,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dennis Brown,
Quando Quango,
Yellowson,
Moby Grape,
Pierre Henry,
Procol Harum,
Rites of Spring,
K-Klass,
ABBA,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tubeway Army,
Symarip,
Spandau Ballet,
The Music Machine,
Flash Fearless,
The Divine Comedy,
Thompson Twins,
Banda Bassotti,
Marc Almond,
Soft Machine,
Echospace,
Parry Music,
Joy Division,
Malaria!,
Slave,
The Gap Band,
June Days,
MDC,
The Vogues,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slick Rick,
Bob Dylan,
The Barracudas,
Cecil Taylor,
John Holt,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nas,
the Germs,
X-Ray Spex,
Grauzone,
Faraquet,
Janne Schatter,
Marine Girls,
Godley & Creme,
Man Parrish,
The Saints,
Aloha Tigers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.