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 Singapore 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Sisters of Mercy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Laurel Aitken,
Tomorrow,
New Age Steppers,
Television,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gichy Dan,
Mantronix,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ronnie Foster,
Au Pairs,
Negative Approach,
The Litter,
Nico,
The Gladiators,
Ultravox,
Nick Fraelich,
Dennis Brown,
The Real Kids,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dual Sessions,
Scan 7,
Circle Jerks,
Theoretical Girls,
Q and Not U,
Sixth Finger,
Sex Pistols,
Interpol,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Carl Craig,
Black Flag,
Depeche Mode,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Move,
Ossler,
Little Man,
Simply Red,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Clear Light,
Kayak,
Bad Manners,
Alison Limerick,
Barry Ungar,
Soul Sonic Force,
T. Rex,
Blake Baxter,
Livin' Joy,
David Bowie,
Cluster,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hardrive,
Skarface,
Bronski Beat,
Jandek,
The Sonics,
Barrington Levy,
Byron Stingily,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.