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 Seychelles and from Philadelphia.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the techno 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Public Image Ltd.,
Main Source,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Bananas,
Mars,
the Germs,
Rosa Yemen,
Alice Coltrane,
Joensuu 1685,
Absolute Body Control,
Big Daddy Kane,
Procol Harum,
Letta Mbulu,
Kerri Chandler,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Susan Cadogan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Yusef Lateef,
Ohio Players,
Whodini,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cal Tjader,
Grey Daturas,
cv313,
Scrapy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed,
June Days,
Surgeon,
Fat Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roxette,
Peter and Kerry,
Reagan Youth,
Sight & Sound,
John Foxx,
Gabor Szabo,
One Last Wish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rites of Spring,
Moebius,
Robert Görl,
Minny Pops,
The Zeros,
The Mojo Men,
Jawbox,
New York Dolls,
China Crisis,
Scion,
Nas,
Tres Demented,
Television,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Maleditus Sound,
Flash Fearless,
Dual Sessions,
Oneida,
KRS-One,
Harpers Bizarre,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.