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 Kuwait and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare 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 The Offenders 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a B.T. Express record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Dirtbombs,
David McCallum,
The Dead C,
Man Eating Sloth,
Organ,
The Motions,
Brass Construction,
Roxy Music,
the Sonics,
Agent Orange,
Kenny Larkin,
Erasure,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sonny Sharrock,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Blake Baxter,
Sugar Minott,
Quadrant,
Sonic Youth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
MC5,
Cal Tjader,
Kerri Chandler,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Zapp,
Dave Gahan,
Oneida,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hasil Adkins,
Scan 7,
Kaleidoscope,
Mary Jane Girls,
Stereo Dub,
Porter Ricks,
Fad Gadget,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DNA,
Procol Harum,
Piero Umiliani,
Audionom,
Harry Pussy,
The Searchers,
Siglo XX,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kerrie Biddell,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fugs,
The Blues Magoos,
Alice Coltrane,
Rakim,
Man Parrish,
The Neon Judgement,
The Moleskins,
The Durutti Column,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Sound,
The Grass Roots,
Mars,
Q65,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.