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 Belarus and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Barclay James Harvest to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Siglo XX,
Circle Jerks,
The Walker Brothers,
David McCallum,
Livin' Joy,
Underground Resistance,
Aloha Tigers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Metal Thangz,
Archie Shepp,
Skarface,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jawbox,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Move,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Smog,
The Sonics,
Saccharine Trust,
JFA,
Basic Channel,
X-102,
Magma,
PIL,
Trumans Water,
Cal Tjader,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fela Kuti,
Fugazi,
Faraquet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Q and Not U,
Swans,
Black Moon,
Bobby Womack,
Wire,
Sixth Finger,
Maleditus Sound,
Eric Dolphy,
Colin Newman,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bobby Byrd,
Lalann,
Bush Tetras,
Kenny Larkin,
Groovy Waters,
KRS-One,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eyeless In Gaza,
cv313,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Susan Cadogan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Vladislav Delay,
Marc Almond,
The Alarm Clocks,
Wasted Youth,
Qualms,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.