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 Tunisia 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord 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 Prince Buster to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Man Parrish,
Thee Headcoats,
Smog,
Pulsallama,
Clear Light,
Technova,
Kayak,
Rapeman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wally Richardson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Laurel Aitken,
ABBA,
Joey Negro,
Public Enemy,
Section 25,
Sound Behaviour,
Whodini,
Inner City,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Human League,
Yusef Lateef,
Cymande,
Youth Brigade,
Tom Boy,
Ronnie Foster,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Negative Approach,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rosa Yemen,
Khruangbin,
Rakim,
The Blackbyrds,
F. McDonald,
Max Romeo,
Arab on Radar,
Aaron Thompson,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Selecter,
Sugar Minott,
James White and The Blacks,
Amon Düül,
John Holt,
Massinfluence,
Davy DMX,
Alison Limerick,
Faraquet,
The Fall,
Eurythmics,
Mary Jane Girls,
Heaven 17,
Sonic Youth,
Buzzcocks,
Cameo,
The Monochrome Set,
MC5,
Black Pus,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.