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 Guyana and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar 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 Radiohead to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Eden Ahbez,
Oblivians,
Los Fastidios,
Sound Behaviour,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eve St. Jones,
Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Absolute Body Control,
Alphaville,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gil Scott Heron,
Black Bananas,
Organ,
Kayak,
Ronnie Foster,
The Slackers,
Ohio Players,
Alison Limerick,
Gichy Dan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Remains,
Quadrant,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Johnny Osbourne,
MDC,
Kerrie Biddell,
Matthew Halsall,
The Move,
Steve Hackett,
Sixth Finger,
Basic Channel,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Germs,
La Düsseldorf,
the Normal,
The Fall,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jimmy McGriff,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cymande,
The J.B.'s,
The Motions,
Popol Vuh,
Interpol,
Reagan Youth,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kool Moe Dee,
These Immortal Souls,
Wasted Youth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Count Five,
Zero Boys,
Drexciya,
Pierre Henry,
Duran Duran,
Man Parrish,
B.T. Express,
Albert Ayler,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.