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 Mexico and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Silicon Teens to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Kas Product,
This Heat,
Barry Ungar,
Schoolly D,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cameo,
Pulsallama,
Nick Fraelich,
Unrelated Segments,
Reagan Youth,
New Order,
Sällskapet,
David Axelrod,
Graham Central Station,
Lalo Schifrin,
Shuggie Otis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joey Negro,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sandy B,
Peter and Kerry,
Soft Machine,
Idris Muhammad,
Bronski Beat,
Flash Fearless,
Guru Guru,
Marmalade,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Sonics,
Monolake,
The Standells,
The Move,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cluster,
Moss Icon,
PIL,
Scott Walker,
Bobby Sherman,
Rhythm & Sound,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rosa Yemen,
The Residents,
The Motions,
Lou Reed,
Public Enemy,
One Last Wish,
The J.B.'s,
New Age Steppers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Icehouse,
The Divine Comedy,
Surgeon,
Harry Pussy,
La Düsseldorf,
MDC,
48th St. Collective,
The Offenders,
H. Thieme,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.