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 Estonia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
Gang Green,
Alton Ellis,
Adolescents,
Rapeman,
The Litter,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Youth Brigade,
Au Pairs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Invisible,
Laurel Aitken,
Liliput,
The Busters,
Sex Pistols,
Moss Icon,
The Residents,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lou Reed,
Patti Smith,
The Moleskins,
Chrome,
The Golliwogs,
cv313,
Eric Dolphy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Interpol,
The Dead C,
Anthony Braxton,
The Techniques,
The Five Americans,
The Martian,
Mr. Review,
Average White Band,
Donald Byrd,
Man Eating Sloth,
Newcleus,
The Raincoats,
Frankie Knuckles,
Shuggie Otis,
Negative Approach,
Livin' Joy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nas,
Amon Düül II,
The Young Rascals,
Jandek,
Gong,
Tim Buckley,
Bobby Womack,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Buckinghams,
Sarah Menescal,
Joe Smooth,
T.S.O.L.,
Hoover,
Ohio Players,
Buzzcocks,
Brass Construction,
X-102,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.