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 Turkmenistan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the jazz 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Neil Young,
Youth Brigade,
Roy Ayers,
The Star Department,
David Axelrod,
Skarface,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Velvet Underground,
X-Ray Spex,
Colin Newman,
The Monochrome Set,
Mo-Dettes,
Outsiders,
Mars,
Hasil Adkins,
Fear,
Ornette Coleman,
Charles Mingus,
Marine Girls,
Gichy Dan,
Rotary Connection,
Cluster,
Soft Machine,
Alison Limerick,
Agent Orange,
Amon Düül,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Chris & Cosey,
The Toasters,
Deepchord,
Neu!,
Minutemen,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fugazi,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Selecter,
Saccharine Trust,
Metal Thangz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sam Rivers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Make Up,
The Evens,
the Normal,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Grass Roots,
New York Dolls,
Magma,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bob Dylan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MC5,
The Electric Prunes,
Severed Heads,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rosa Yemen,
Brick,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.