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 Venezuela and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar 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 Johnny Osbourne to the funk 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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Susan Cadogan,
JFA,
Mission of Burma,
Junior Murvin,
Michelle Simonal,
Kenny Larkin,
Curtis Mayfield,
X-101,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lower 48,
Cal Tjader,
Brick,
Outsiders,
Peter and Kerry,
Rufus Thomas,
The Fuzztones,
The New Christs,
Grey Daturas,
Zero Boys,
Joey Negro,
Dennis Brown,
Arab on Radar,
MC5,
Audionom,
Faust,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Soul II Soul,
Nas,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Velvet Underground,
Von Mondo,
The Neon Judgement,
Scientists,
Rekid,
Chrome,
Blossom Toes,
Gang Green,
Bauhaus,
Trumans Water,
Chris Corsano,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scott Walker,
Skaos,
Duran Duran,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Erykah Badu,
The Blackbyrds,
T. Rex,
Guru Guru,
Bootsy Collins,
Urselle,
Harmonia,
The Pop Group,
Circle Jerks,
Silicon Teens,
The Doors,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.