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 Maldives and from Glasgow.
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 Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
OOIOO,
Von Mondo,
The Electric Prunes,
R.M.O.,
Steve Hackett,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
June of 44,
Warren Ellis,
Maurizio,
Unwound,
MDC,
Nation of Ulysses,
Q and Not U,
The Names,
Minor Threat,
Erasure,
L. Decosne,
Radiohead,
The Moleskins,
Harmonia,
Sun Ra,
Suburban Knight,
The Music Machine,
John Coltrane,
Little Man,
Piero Umiliani,
Camberwell Now,
Mad Mike,
ABC,
Public Enemy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Derrick Morgan,
LL Cool J,
Todd Rundgren,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pole,
This Heat,
Soul II Soul,
Iggy Pop,
Throbbing Gristle,
Godley & Creme,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Smiths,
Mantronix,
Jacques Brel,
the Swans,
Oneida,
The Blackbyrds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Section 25,
Yellowson,
Eli Mardock,
UT,
The J.B.'s,
FM Einheit,
The Young Rascals,
Cameo,
Josef K,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.