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 Bangladesh and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Gang Gang Dance to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Mission of Burma,
The Toasters,
Television Personalities,
Kerri Chandler,
Mantronix,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Guru Guru,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rod Modell,
Quadrant,
The Standells,
Robert Görl,
Whodini,
Lightning Bolt,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jimmy McGriff,
FM Einheit,
Jerry's Kids,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Juan Atkins,
Kevin Saunderson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
New Order,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sarah Menescal,
Faust,
Essential Logic,
Amon Düül II,
Roxy Music,
Drexciya,
Kurtis Blow,
Japan,
The Cramps,
Agent Orange,
Davy DMX,
Ossler,
OOIOO,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hashim,
Symarip,
Kas Product,
Outsiders,
Lucky Dragons,
Porter Ricks,
The Vogues,
Harmonia,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Associates,
Anakelly,
Lou Christie,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Blues Magoos,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Urselle,
B.T. Express,
Brass Construction,
DJ Sneak,
Curtis Mayfield,
Yellowson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.