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 Guinea and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Marshall Jefferson to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Juan Atkins,
The Moody Blues,
Hashim,
Spandau Ballet,
Jerry's Kids,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Moss Icon,
Janne Schatter,
The Zeros,
Black Flag,
The Standells,
Blossom Toes,
Jeff Lynne,
Henry Cow,
Crash Course in Science,
Nico,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Archie Shepp,
Minor Threat,
Whodini,
Supertramp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stereo Dub,
Scion,
The Gories,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Pus,
Sex Pistols,
Bob Dylan,
Television,
The Tremeloes,
The Blackbyrds,
Quando Quango,
Lower 48,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Delta 5,
Warsaw,
Schoolly D,
10cc,
Sixth Finger,
Matthew Bourne,
Parry Music,
The Cure,
The Toasters,
Alison Limerick,
Nick Fraelich,
Faraquet,
UT,
Scott Walker,
The Barracudas,
The Count Five,
Lakeside,
Lindisfarne,
X-102,
Max Romeo,
Iggy Pop,
Arthur Verocai,
Spoonie Gee,
Chris Corsano,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.