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 Palau and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Carl Craig 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Blake Baxter,
The Sonics,
Duran Duran,
JFA,
OOIOO,
The Stooges,
Los Fastidios,
Motorama,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marshall Jefferson,
Curtis Mayfield,
LL Cool J,
Derrick May,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pere Ubu,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Beau Brummels,
Nation of Ulysses,
L. Decosne,
Nas,
Deepchord,
Toni Rubio,
Suburban Knight,
Quadrant,
Faust,
David McCallum,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Sheep,
The Trojans,
48th St. Collective,
Heaven 17,
Boredoms,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DJ Sneak,
Radiohead,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gang Gang Dance,
Howard Jones,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sun City Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
New Order,
Rites of Spring,
Erasure,
The J.B.'s,
Avey Tare,
The Gun Club,
Severed Heads,
Sonic Youth,
Lee Hazlewood,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bang On A Can,
Warren Ellis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Carl Craig,
Juan Atkins,
Niagra,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bluetip,
Eddi Front,
Flipper,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.