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 the UAE and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Dark Day to the electroclash 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Men They Couldn't Hang record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Clear Light,
Ice-T,
Funky Four + One,
Deadbeat,
Mo-Dettes,
Henry Cow,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Happenings,
Throbbing Gristle,
kango's stein massive,
Massinfluence,
The Shadows of Knight,
Boogie Down Productions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sällskapet,
Bauhaus,
Eric Copeland,
Faraquet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Intrusion,
The Fortunes,
Infiniti,
Jeff Lynne,
Dual Sessions,
Pierre Henry,
MC5,
Ponytail,
Sun City Girls,
Nik Kershaw,
CMW,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Panda Bear,
Spoonie Gee,
Arcadia,
Sexual Harrassment,
Vainqueur,
Ludus,
The Fugs,
Animal Collective,
Rotary Connection,
Joy Division,
Pantaleimon,
Harmonia,
the Swans,
The Toasters,
Sight & Sound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Albert Ayler,
Fort Wilson Riot,
LL Cool J,
Skaos,
Patti Smith,
the Bar-Kays,
Dave Gahan,
The Barracudas,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
R.M.O.,
The Birthday Party,
Janne Schatter,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.