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 Swaziland and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Copenhagen.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
EPMD,
The Gun Club,
Depeche Mode,
Schoolly D,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Monks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Duran Duran,
ABC,
Godley & Creme,
Lindisfarne,
Lou Reed,
AZ,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bauhaus,
The Invisible,
Eddi Front,
Rosa Yemen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Model 500,
Black Moon,
Toni Rubio,
Terry Callier,
Audionom,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
A Certain Ratio,
Nas,
Jacques Brel,
Marcia Griffiths,
Franke,
E-Dancer,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sister Nancy,
The Busters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Section 25,
Arcadia,
Sonny Sharrock,
Angry Samoans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
ABBA,
Throbbing Gristle,
Isaac Hayes,
The Young Rascals,
Minor Threat,
One Last Wish,
Steve Hackett,
Main Source,
The Remains,
DJ Style,
June of 44,
Danielle Patucci,
Reagan Youth,
The Fire Engines,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fugazi,
Fat Boys,
FM Einheit,
Marc Almond,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.