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 Malta and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 The Seeds to the crunk 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
OOIOO,
Eddi Front,
Altered Images,
Rod Modell,
New Order,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rotary Connection,
X-Ray Spex,
Rapeman,
The Star Department,
Wally Richardson,
Desert Stars,
Motorama,
The Cure,
The Offenders,
The Grass Roots,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Barbara Tucker,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Mr. Review,
Thompson Twins,
Funkadelic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Knickerbockers,
Los Fastidios,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ten City,
DJ Style,
Lalo Schifrin,
Aswad,
The Skatalites,
Scrapy,
Flipper,
The Saints,
Infiniti,
Joyce Sims,
The Modern Lovers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Todd Rundgren,
La Düsseldorf,
Nation of Ulysses,
Janne Schatter,
Sun City Girls,
Don Cherry,
Model 500,
Joey Negro,
Jeff Mills,
Eurythmics,
The Gories,
Saccharine Trust,
The Remains,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Moby Grape,
Fela Kuti,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mo-Dettes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Tremeloes,
Eve St. Jones,
Nirvana,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.