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 Haiti and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Black Bananas to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Arthur Verocai,
Mr. Review,
Iggy Pop,
Jandek,
The Kinks,
Whodini,
Stetsasonic,
Zapp,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Mummies,
Saccharine Trust,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Boredoms,
PIL,
Lakeside,
Bobbi Humphrey,
DJ Sneak,
Circle Jerks,
The Sonics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tomorrow,
In Retrospect,
Radiohead,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultra Naté,
Mark Hollis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Young Rascals,
Oneida,
Slick Rick,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Robert Görl,
Sun City Girls,
David McCallum,
The Cowsills,
Sällskapet,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scratch Acid,
Siglo XX,
The Busters,
E-Dancer,
David Axelrod,
La Düsseldorf,
Electric Prunes,
Reagan Youth,
Marcia Griffiths,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Durutti Column,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ten City,
Deepchord,
Urselle,
Rosa Yemen,
The Dead C,
Gong,
Grey Daturas,
Jerry's Kids,
Skaos,
Cheater Slicks,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.