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 Lebanon and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Toronto.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Grey Daturas to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Alice Coltrane,
Nation of Ulysses,
Susan Cadogan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Kinks,
Skarface,
Minutemen,
The Doors,
the Bar-Kays,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Boredoms,
Sam Rivers,
Jeff Lynne,
Matthew Bourne,
Derrick May,
The Sisters of Mercy,
B.T. Express,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Pretty Things,
The Slits,
Gang Gang Dance,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Intrusion,
Clear Light,
Gichy Dan,
Quando Quango,
Fugazi,
Black Flag,
The Fuzztones,
Nils Olav,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joy Division,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yaz,
The United States of America,
Arab on Radar,
The Flesh Eaters,
Smog,
Lindisfarne,
Faust,
The Zeros,
Visage,
10cc,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eric Dolphy,
Dual Sessions,
Lucky Dragons,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scientists,
Jerry's Kids,
John Foxx,
Chris Corsano,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kevin Saunderson,
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.