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 Fiji and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Television Personalities to the disco 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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Byron Stingily,
Junior Murvin,
the Soft Cell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Masters at Work,
Soul II Soul,
Depeche Mode,
The Saints,
Bobby Sherman,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Litter,
Jimmy McGriff,
Magma,
Sparks,
Bill Near,
Slick Rick,
Eric Dolphy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Peter & Gordon,
DNA,
Soulsonic Force,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Moleskins,
This Heat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Country Teasers,
Mad Mike,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Liliput,
Nik Kershaw,
10cc,
Crispian St. Peters,
cv313,
Camberwell Now,
Jandek,
Skarface,
Amon Düül,
The Residents,
The American Breed,
China Crisis,
Grauzone,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Divine Comedy,
Pantytec,
Ralphi Rosario,
Circle Jerks,
Joe Smooth,
Deakin,
The Durutti Column,
Barry Ungar,
Gang Gang Dance,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Sound,
Tommy Roe,
Eli Mardock,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.