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 Somalia and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 FM Einheit to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Wire,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Prince Buster,
Mo-Dettes,
Barrington Levy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Minor Threat,
Mission of Burma,
Bobby Byrd,
Sun City Girls,
Accadde A,
Swell Maps,
The Red Krayola,
Reuben Wilson,
Andrew Hill,
Big Daddy Kane,
Deepchord,
LL Cool J,
Spoonie Gee,
Toni Rubio,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nirvana,
The Blackbyrds,
Q65,
Public Enemy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dead Boys,
Colin Newman,
The Human League,
Roger Hodgson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gong,
Cluster,
The Gap Band,
Brand Nubian,
Theoretical Girls,
Rod Modell,
Amon Düül,
Kas Product,
Iggy Pop,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Easy Going,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Symarip,
Joe Finger,
Barry Ungar,
Joey Negro,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Procol Harum,
The Blues Magoos,
Magazine,
Jandek,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yazoo,
Ponytail,
The Trojans,
Pantaleimon,
Tim Buckley,
The Misunderstood,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.