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 Norway and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sandy B 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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jacques Brel,
The Techniques,
Banda Bassotti,
Don Cherry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Interpol,
Zapp,
Smog,
The Busters,
Wings,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Khruangbin,
The Saints,
Chrome,
Audionom,
The Cramps,
Magazine,
Organ,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Aswad,
The Pretty Things,
Mission of Burma,
Television Personalities,
Magma,
UT,
The Birthday Party,
Liliput,
Drexciya,
Davy DMX,
David Axelrod,
The Moody Blues,
Eric Dolphy,
Con Funk Shun,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Reuben Wilson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wire,
The Stooges,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Moon,
Ronnie Foster,
Joey Negro,
Derrick Morgan,
Graham Central Station,
X-101,
The Angels of Light,
Infiniti,
Public Image Ltd.,
Reagan Youth,
Fear,
Ultravox,
China Crisis,
Japan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Goldenarms,
Das Ding,
Matthew Halsall,
Y Pants,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.