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 Norway and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Association to the rap 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Average White Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Nik Kershaw,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Das Ding,
Idris Muhammad,
Joe Smooth,
Kas Product,
Erykah Badu,
The Slits,
World's Most,
The Dirtbombs,
D'Angelo,
Joensuu 1685,
Gichy Dan,
Mr. Review,
The Fire Engines,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Make Up,
Heaven 17,
Marc Almond,
Easy Going,
Connie Case,
Blake Baxter,
The Smoke,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Don Cherry,
Brass Construction,
Arab on Radar,
Young Marble Giants,
Alphaville,
Suburban Knight,
Erasure,
Shuggie Otis,
Dennis Brown,
The Leaves,
T. Rex,
The Cramps,
New Age Steppers,
Sarah Menescal,
Fugazi,
Amazonics,
Gong,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Carl Craig,
Audionom,
Swell Maps,
Pagans,
Icehouse,
The Music Machine,
Traffic Nightmare,
Qualms,
Visage,
Jeff Lynne,
Malaria!,
The Moleskins,
Glenn Branca,
DJ Style,
Nas,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.