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 Seychelles and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba 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 Deepchord to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
T. Rex,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Bar-Kays,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Sonics,
Sound Behaviour,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Popol Vuh,
Von Mondo,
Chris & Cosey,
David Axelrod,
The Last Poets,
Little Man,
Lungfish,
Gastr Del Sol,
Yellowson,
Fat Boys,
the Swans,
Royal Trux,
The Kinks,
Judy Mowatt,
Ultravox,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Negative Approach,
Moebius,
Deakin,
Scientists,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Derrick Morgan,
Stetsasonic,
Letta Mbulu,
John Foxx,
Ponytail,
Pagans,
Ludus,
Jesper Dahlback,
Albert Ayler,
kango's stein massive,
The Angels of Light,
Television,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
John Coltrane,
World's Most,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang Gang Dance,
LL Cool J,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bang On A Can,
Althea and Donna,
ABBA,
Depeche Mode,
Radiopuhelimet,
Hot Snakes,
Graham Central Station,
David Bowie,
Archie Shepp,
Minor Threat,
Sarah Menescal,
Symarip,
Roxette,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.