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 Iraq and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum 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 Monolake to the disco 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
The Saints,
Guru Guru,
Oneida,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Howard Jones,
UT,
Flamin' Groovies,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bill Near,
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Reed,
Ossler,
Ronan,
Ohio Players,
Loose Ends,
Technova,
Kaleidoscope,
Lee Hazlewood,
Altered Images,
Yaz,
Tears for Fears,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Unwound,
Amon Düül,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Robert Hood,
Sparks,
The Misunderstood,
the Bar-Kays,
Josef K,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultra Naté,
Hot Snakes,
kango's stein massive,
Nils Olav,
Lightning Bolt,
Bad Manners,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Talk Talk,
The Move,
Wasted Youth,
Bluetip,
Basic Channel,
Gang of Four,
Warren Ellis,
The Happenings,
Electric Light Orchestra,
E-Dancer,
Cluster,
Q and Not U,
Stockholm Monsters,
Barrington Levy,
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hoover,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.