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 Indonesia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the electroclash 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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Harry Pussy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eurythmics,
Joy Division,
Warren Ellis,
UT,
Roy Ayers,
the Slits,
the Swans,
Vainqueur,
The J.B.'s,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Newcleus,
Blossom Toes,
Eric Dolphy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Section 25,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Livin' Joy,
Pole,
The Gun Club,
Schoolly D,
Crispian St. Peters,
Zapp,
Funky Four + One,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rakim,
Japan,
Yellowson,
Kerri Chandler,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Evens,
Wings,
Lalo Schifrin,
One Last Wish,
Goldenarms,
Quantec,
The Barracudas,
Faraquet,
Sam Rivers,
FM Einheit,
The Motions,
Technova,
8 Eyed Spy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
MC5,
Camouflage,
Essential Logic,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Misunderstood,
Chris Corsano,
Moss Icon,
Aswad,
Nas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
June of 44,
Eve St. Jones,
Suicide,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.