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 Finland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
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 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 Aural Exciters to the electroclash 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Pylon,
Lower 48,
Black Pus,
Kenny Larkin,
DJ Sneak,
X-102,
Peter & Gordon,
The Moleskins,
Loose Ends,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Surgeon,
John Cale,
Make Up,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
ABBA,
Warren Ellis,
Lakeside,
Fluxion,
Eve St. Jones,
Amazonics,
The Velvet Underground,
Ralphi Rosario,
Janne Schatter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Tremeloes,
The Sonics,
Michelle Simonal,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jimmy McGriff,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pantytec,
Crime,
Tommy Roe,
Quando Quango,
Essential Logic,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Fuzztones,
Leonard Cohen,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Chris & Cosey,
Lucky Dragons,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jeff Mills,
Parry Music,
The Gun Club,
China Crisis,
The Golliwogs,
Throbbing Gristle,
Intrusion,
The Slackers,
Pantaleimon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Laurel Aitken,
The Five Americans,
Anthony Braxton,
Nick Fraelich,
Magazine,
Index,
Lindisfarne,
Sound Behaviour,
Fad Gadget,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.