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 Saudi Arabia and from Milan.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Susan Cadogan 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
The Techniques,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Schoolly D,
MC5,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dave Gahan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Terrestrial Tones,
Negative Approach,
JFA,
Ken Boothe,
Tim Buckley,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Masters at Work,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Franke,
DNA,
The Selecter,
The Dead C,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rod Modell,
Inner City,
Yellowson,
Joensuu 1685,
the Normal,
Aswad,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cybotron,
Basic Channel,
Amazonics,
The Smiths,
Stiv Bators,
Alice Coltrane,
Minny Pops,
Don Cherry,
Suburban Knight,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tropical Tobacco,
Crispian St. Peters,
Animal Collective,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The New Christs,
Camberwell Now,
Brick,
Albert Ayler,
The Stooges,
Lightning Bolt,
Adolescents,
Fatback Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Severed Heads,
Delta 5,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.