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 Morocco and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 MC5 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
The Golliwogs,
The Associates,
DJ Sneak,
Grey Daturas,
Brass Construction,
Lightning Bolt,
Moby Grape,
Groovy Waters,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Model 500,
Suburban Knight,
Bobby Sherman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Brothers Johnson,
Howard Jones,
Aaron Thompson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eddi Front,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cameo,
PIL,
The Walker Brothers,
Wasted Youth,
Oblivians,
Soul Sonic Force,
ABC,
Bizarre Inc.,
Blancmange,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Last Poets,
Black Pus,
Tom Boy,
Skriet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rufus Thomas,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Sonics,
Delta 5,
Pierre Henry,
The Blues Magoos,
Isaac Hayes,
Sparks,
KRS-One,
Steve Hackett,
Index,
Althea and Donna,
Little Man,
Pulsallama,
Underground Resistance,
Angry Samoans,
Dave Gahan,
The Fall,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The New Christs,
The Barracudas,
The Seeds,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eve St. Jones,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
In Retrospect,
Inner City,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.