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 Nicaragua and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sun City Girls to the crunk 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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans 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?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Section 25,
Minor Threat,
Crooked Eye,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Association,
DJ Style,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
KRS-One,
Skaos,
Infiniti,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
DJ Sneak,
Mad Mike,
Gichy Dan,
Banda Bassotti,
Barbara Tucker,
Neu!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Cale,
Grandmaster Flash,
Warsaw,
Bobby Sherman,
David McCallum,
The Skatalites,
La Düsseldorf,
Moebius,
Soul Sonic Force,
Q and Not U,
The Sound,
Chris & Cosey,
Circle Jerks,
The Knickerbockers,
Index,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Germs,
Unrelated Segments,
The Beau Brummels,
Livin' Joy,
The Remains,
Brothers Johnson,
Franke,
Cymande,
Michelle Simonal,
Jacques Brel,
Radiohead,
Terry Callier,
The Vogues,
Nirvana,
Stiv Bators,
Youth Brigade,
Slick Rick,
Scan 7,
Parry Music,
Joy Division,
Y Pants,
CMW,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.