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 Syria and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Henry Cow to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Black Dice,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Oblivians,
the Association,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Fuzztones,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Minny Pops,
Grauzone,
Todd Terry,
Quando Quango,
Susan Cadogan,
the Slits,
Wire,
Aural Exciters,
Tommy Roe,
Bootsy Collins,
Bad Manners,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Isaac Hayes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Radio Birdman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aswad,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Normal,
AZ,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Second Layer,
The Doobie Brothers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lower 48,
Fatback Band,
Niagra,
Thee Headcoats,
Arcadia,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Technova,
The Fall,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultravox,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Red Krayola,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
T. Rex,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stiv Bators,
Anakelly,
Echospace,
Stetsasonic,
Darondo,
Gabor Szabo,
Warren Ellis,
Livin' Joy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Underground Resistance,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.