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 Niger and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Tehran and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Index,
Magma,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Throbbing Gristle,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mr. Review,
The Black Dice,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Average White Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Accadde A,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Los Fastidios,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Toasters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Maurizio,
Chris Corsano,
Crash Course in Science,
Avey Tare,
L. Decosne,
New York Dolls,
Jandek,
Unrelated Segments,
Robert Görl,
Sister Nancy,
The American Breed,
Lou Reed,
Scion,
Roxy Music,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soul Sonic Force,
David Axelrod,
AZ,
Ultra Naté,
This Heat,
Hot Snakes,
Lakeside,
The Durutti Column,
Pantytec,
Circle Jerks,
the Soft Cell,
Outsiders,
Steve Hackett,
X-101,
Lou Christie,
Fela Kuti,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dual Sessions,
Joe Finger,
Monks,
Public Enemy,
Sam Rivers,
Liliput,
The Standells,
Supertramp,
Gang of Four,
Sun City Girls,
Guru Guru,
Leonard Cohen,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.