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 Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb 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 The Sonics to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gories,
Susan Cadogan,
Fat Boys,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fall,
Tom Boy,
Schoolly D,
The Fugs,
Mandrill,
Second Layer,
Parry Music,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grey Daturas,
Radio Birdman,
Symarip,
K-Klass,
Michelle Simonal,
Aaron Thompson,
Mark Hollis,
the Slits,
Godley & Creme,
Absolute Body Control,
Byron Stingily,
Ohio Players,
The Music Machine,
In Retrospect,
Au Pairs,
Sonic Youth,
Bootsy Collins,
Yaz,
Gong,
Sound Behaviour,
Make Up,
The Fuzztones,
Iggy Pop,
Camberwell Now,
Sun City Girls,
Faraquet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dark Day,
Crash Course in Science,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Dead C,
The Beau Brummels,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Evens,
Smog,
Peter and Kerry,
The J.B.'s,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Terry Callier,
The Vogues,
Boredoms,
Livin' Joy,
The Wake,
The Selecter,
Masters at Work,
Lalann,
Talk Talk,
Arthur Verocai,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.