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 Cape Verde and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer 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 Japan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Throbbing Gristle,
Soul II Soul,
Unrelated Segments,
Neil Young,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Count Five,
Symarip,
Grandmaster Flash,
Theoretical Girls,
Clear Light,
Groovy Waters,
Massinfluence,
Pagans,
EPMD,
The Cure,
Half Japanese,
Barry Ungar,
Ronan,
Au Pairs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
New York Dolls,
Al Stewart,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Agent Orange,
Magma,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fela Kuti,
Scratch Acid,
Quando Quango,
Eric Copeland,
Leonard Cohen,
Aaron Thompson,
Swans,
Inner City,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Mighty Diamonds,
John Cale,
Circle Jerks,
Maurizio,
Kool Moe Dee,
ABBA,
Yazoo,
The Wake,
The Monochrome Set,
Lou Reed,
X-Ray Spex,
The Star Department,
Das Ding,
Pantytec,
Andrew Hill,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Reuben Wilson,
The Toasters,
The Skatalites,
Nico,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nils Olav,
Matthew Halsall,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.