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 Namibia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
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 Divine Comedy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fela Kuti,
Sun Ra,
X-Ray Spex,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Birthday Party,
The Associates,
The Beau Brummels,
Crispian St. Peters,
Technova,
Ice-T,
Black Pus,
JFA,
The Young Rascals,
Duran Duran,
The Names,
Morten Harket,
Charles Mingus,
Pierre Henry,
The United States of America,
Blake Baxter,
Sam Rivers,
Guru Guru,
Throbbing Gristle,
Television,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jesper Dahlback,
David Bowie,
Massinfluence,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bauhaus,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Warsaw,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Slits,
Barclay James Harvest,
Delta 5,
The Mojo Men,
Pere Ubu,
Amazonics,
Ronnie Foster,
Todd Rundgren,
Essential Logic,
Thee Headcoats,
Grandmaster Flash,
The American Breed,
The Residents,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kaleidoscope,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Green,
Scrapy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Flash Fearless,
Vladislav Delay,
Index,
Moss Icon,
Darondo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.