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 Tunisia and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nick Fraelich to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Mantronix,
Arab on Radar,
The Monks,
Mission of Burma,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Invisible,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Radio Birdman,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Modern Lovers,
Soul II Soul,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Sheep,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Stooges,
T.S.O.L.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
cv313,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cecil Taylor,
Erasure,
Gang Starr,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Index,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The New Christs,
The Saints,
Sex Pistols,
Dave Gahan,
Mad Mike,
The Offenders,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television,
Glambeats Corp.,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Fania All-Stars,
Hot Snakes,
The Litter,
The Associates,
H. Thieme,
Joyce Sims,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Youth Brigade,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Trojans,
Scan 7,
Nas,
Boredoms,
Curtis Mayfield,
Delon & Dalcan,
Technova,
Letta Mbulu,
Agent Orange,
Motorama,
Funky Four + One,
X-102,
Young Marble Giants,
Nick Fraelich,
In Retrospect,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.