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 Cyprus and from Toronto.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Television Personalities,
Kaleidoscope,
Crash Course in Science,
Soul II Soul,
Siglo XX,
Marc Almond,
Ossler,
Peter and Kerry,
Roxy Music,
The New Christs,
Quando Quango,
Livin' Joy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Happenings,
The Fortunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Joe Finger,
Japan,
Ituana,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
David Bowie,
Juan Atkins,
Yaz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moebius,
CMW,
Deakin,
Los Fastidios,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arcadia,
World's Most,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nils Olav,
Wire,
Dark Day,
Hoover,
Supertramp,
the Swans,
Thompson Twins,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kurtis Blow,
Delta 5,
The Invisible,
Sound Behaviour,
Easy Going,
Camberwell Now,
Sam Rivers,
Trumans Water,
David Axelrod,
The Doors,
Second Layer,
The Human League,
the Fania All-Stars,
Junior Murvin,
Average White Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Grey Daturas,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Blues Magoos,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.