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 Georgia 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the rock 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Sex Pistols,
Kaleidoscope,
Ponytail,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Shuggie Otis,
FM Einheit,
The American Breed,
Quando Quango,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Isaac Hayes,
Soft Machine,
Sonic Youth,
8 Eyed Spy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stockholm Monsters,
James White and The Blacks,
Tears for Fears,
Surgeon,
Scientists,
Fear,
The Doobie Brothers,
Magma,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Slave,
Dual Sessions,
Todd Rundgren,
Nico,
Radiopuhelimet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bobby Womack,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Human League,
Monolake,
Bauhaus,
Amazonics,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ohio Players,
Rotary Connection,
AZ,
The Durutti Column,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Skarface,
Glenn Branca,
Traffic Nightmare,
Panda Bear,
Lakeside,
Cymande,
Moss Icon,
Bang On A Can,
Radiohead,
Neil Young,
Country Teasers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Quadrant,
Swell Maps,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mark Hollis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.