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 Portland.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 arpeggiator 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 Anakelly to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Joyce Sims,
Q and Not U,
Country Teasers,
Crime,
the Human League,
The Cramps,
The Stooges,
Harry Pussy,
The Tremeloes,
Andrew Hill,
Masters at Work,
Lyres,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cecil Taylor,
Arthur Verocai,
Dave Gahan,
Pulsallama,
David McCallum,
Prince Buster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sound Behaviour,
The Real Kids,
Magazine,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
MDC,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Association,
The Evens,
Ken Boothe,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Delta 5,
Public Image Ltd.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Faust,
Hot Snakes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Matthew Halsall,
Agitation Free,
Section 25,
The United States of America,
Das Ding,
Gabor Szabo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Saccharine Trust,
Roxette,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Guru Guru,
June Days,
Y Pants,
The Gladiators,
Motorama,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rotary Connection,
Gang of Four,
Nik Kershaw,
the Germs,
Yaz,
New Age Steppers,
Black Pus,
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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.