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 Latvia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Model 500 to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Pantytec,
World's Most,
Hot Snakes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Freddie Wadling,
Smog,
Suicide,
Schoolly D,
The Remains,
Neu!,
The Real Kids,
Massinfluence,
New York Dolls,
Interpol,
The Dead C,
The Zeros,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Leonard Cohen,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Guru Guru,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Q65,
The Golliwogs,
Minor Threat,
Silicon Teens,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Names,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Peter and Kerry,
Trumans Water,
Black Sheep,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jeff Lynne,
Kayak,
Roxette,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Durutti Column,
Shoche,
8 Eyed Spy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lalann,
The Leaves,
Minutemen,
The Velvet Underground,
Inner City,
Infiniti,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Deakin,
Franke,
Japan,
The Associates,
the Germs,
Easy Going,
In Retrospect,
E-Dancer,
Bad Manners,
Organ,
Crash Course in Science,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.