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 Dominica and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mexico City.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Cecil Taylor to the techno 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Yazoo,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Count Five,
Japan,
Joe Smooth,
Black Flag,
David McCallum,
MC5,
Con Funk Shun,
Newcleus,
Urselle,
Quantec,
The Moleskins,
The Moody Blues,
Dave Gahan,
Radiohead,
the Swans,
Massinfluence,
Kevin Saunderson,
Thee Headcoats,
Aswad,
Loose Ends,
KRS-One,
Todd Terry,
Bang On A Can,
The Remains,
Wally Richardson,
Joe Finger,
Ultra Naté,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cluster,
Intrusion,
Faraquet,
Roxette,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Moebius,
Drexciya,
Kurtis Blow,
Crime,
Lebanon Hanover,
Robert Görl,
Amon Düül II,
The Toasters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Howard Jones,
The Move,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Skatalites,
OOIOO,
Dual Sessions,
Sonny Sharrock,
Parry Music,
The Gories,
Lindisfarne,
Interpol,
Hoover,
10cc,
Aloha Tigers,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.