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 Cameroon and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Neu! to the disco 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ronnie Foster,
Nils Olav,
Bootsy Collins,
Arab on Radar,
Spandau Ballet,
Ornette Coleman,
Moby Grape,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nico,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Section 25,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Doors,
The Saints,
Livin' Joy,
Adolescents,
Bronski Beat,
10cc,
The Smiths,
Tubeway Army,
The Birthday Party,
Lakeside,
Don Cherry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
K-Klass,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sight & Sound,
Janne Schatter,
T. Rex,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jerry's Kids,
Iggy Pop,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Silicon Teens,
Boz Scaggs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
World's Most,
Throbbing Gristle,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ultimate Spinach,
Black Flag,
Sarah Menescal,
Sixth Finger,
The Gap Band,
Pere Ubu,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lindisfarne,
The Happenings,
Siglo XX,
Eurythmics,
The Blackbyrds,
Unrelated Segments,
kango's stein massive,
Index,
Inner City,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.