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 Rwanda 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
The Dave Clark Five,
Schoolly D,
Sugar Minott,
Agitation Free,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Terry Callier,
The American Breed,
Delta 5,
Angry Samoans,
the Soft Cell,
Theoretical Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Man Eating Sloth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Circle Jerks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Carl Craig,
Mission of Burma,
Sam Rivers,
Essential Logic,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ponytail,
Animal Collective,
Siglo XX,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Searchers,
Scott Walker,
Monolake,
MC5,
Pantytec,
The Moody Blues,
Organ,
Electric Prunes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Outsiders,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deepchord,
Glambeats Corp.,
David Bowie,
The Sound,
Al Stewart,
Bobby Byrd,
The Cramps,
The Happenings,
The Wake,
Kayak,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The United States of America,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quadrant,
The Monochrome Set,
Marc Almond,
Von Mondo,
Althea and Donna,
Fad Gadget,
Agent Orange,
the Normal,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.