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 Guinea-Bissau and from Philadelphia.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the rap 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Surgeon,
Groovy Waters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Inner City,
Goldenarms,
Main Source,
The Birthday Party,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bill Near,
Kurtis Blow,
Television,
Faust,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Blackbyrds,
The J.B.'s,
Bob Dylan,
Black Bananas,
Connie Case,
the Bar-Kays,
The Dirtbombs,
Nick Fraelich,
Half Japanese,
Lightning Bolt,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Quantec,
The Gun Club,
The Detroit Cobras,
Porter Ricks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Boredoms,
Alphaville,
Silicon Teens,
Blake Baxter,
Soft Machine,
Crime,
EPMD,
Duran Duran,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Aloha Tigers,
Schoolly D,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Moon,
Oblivians,
The Invisible,
Zero Boys,
Zapp,
Dawn Penn,
Bootsy Collins,
Sixth Finger,
Moby Grape,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camouflage,
The Divine Comedy,
Yazoo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.