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 Latvia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Columbus and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 clarinet 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the disco 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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Carl Craig,
CMW,
The Index,
Unwound,
The Selecter,
Crash Course in Science,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Birthday Party,
Eric B and Rakim,
KRS-One,
The Five Americans,
Ten City,
JFA,
Soft Cell,
Amon Düül,
Electric Prunes,
Dark Day,
Public Enemy,
Mantronix,
Silicon Teens,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Television Personalities,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Urselle,
Bill Near,
Pantytec,
Agitation Free,
Jawbox,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Erykah Badu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The J.B.'s,
A Flock of Seagulls,
These Immortal Souls,
Dave Gahan,
Soft Machine,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lyres,
Idris Muhammad,
the Bar-Kays,
The New Christs,
The Real Kids,
Infiniti,
The Dave Clark Five,
Monolake,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Sonics,
The Fire Engines,
The Trojans,
Ultravox,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oneida,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wasted Youth,
The Cramps,
Roxy Music,
Alton Ellis,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.