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 Djibouti and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
The Gap Band,
Boredoms,
Intrusion,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lightning Bolt,
Eurythmics,
X-Ray Spex,
Spoonie Gee,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Victims,
Erykah Badu,
Banda Bassotti,
Jeff Lynne,
Theoretical Girls,
AZ,
Agitation Free,
Pantaleimon,
Yellowson,
Zapp,
Mo-Dettes,
Gang of Four,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hashim,
Maleditus Sound,
Sam Rivers,
Japan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Max Romeo,
Swans,
Janne Schatter,
the Association,
Groovy Waters,
Wings,
Gil Scott Heron,
The J.B.'s,
Marine Girls,
Fatback Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Underground Resistance,
Wally Richardson,
Chris & Cosey,
Mission of Burma,
Sun City Girls,
the Human League,
The Raincoats,
Marshall Jefferson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bobby Hutcherson,
EPMD,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eric Copeland,
Unrelated Segments,
Marc Almond,
Reagan Youth,
Mandrill,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sound Behaviour,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.