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 Marshall Islands and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Chocolate Watch Band 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Monolake,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Hashim,
Hoover,
Delta 5,
The Doors,
Zapp,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Metal Thangz,
Lungfish,
Yazoo,
Eric Dolphy,
Pantytec,
Peter and Kerry,
Grandmaster Flash,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Moleskins,
John Holt,
Adolescents,
R.M.O.,
The Velvet Underground,
Bronski Beat,
Skaos,
Mantronix,
The Music Machine,
The Toasters,
Harmonia,
The Beau Brummels,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scrapy,
China Crisis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Q and Not U,
Pussy Galore,
Lou Christie,
Silicon Teens,
The Stooges,
Babytalk,
The Searchers,
Roger Hodgson,
Wolf Eyes,
The Young Rascals,
Amazonics,
Maurizio,
Ornette Coleman,
Accadde A,
Average White Band,
Faust,
Fatback Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Funky Four + One,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sarah Menescal,
Glenn Branca,
MDC,
Kurtis Blow,
Tim Buckley,
The Gap Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.