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 Egypt and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Throbbing Gristle to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Severed Heads,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hardrive,
The Sonics,
Amon Düül II,
The Sound,
China Crisis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eve St. Jones,
Lucky Dragons,
Nas,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Steve Hackett,
The Cowsills,
The Grass Roots,
The Trojans,
Clear Light,
Sound Behaviour,
Janne Schatter,
D'Angelo,
Royal Trux,
Donny Hathaway,
T.S.O.L.,
EPMD,
Ituana,
The Gories,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mad Mike,
L. Decosne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Music Machine,
Todd Terry,
Roxy Music,
the Swans,
DJ Style,
Das Ding,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fluxion,
Cameo,
KRS-One,
Hashim,
Lee Hazlewood,
Trumans Water,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Byrd,
Outsiders,
the Normal,
Chris & Cosey,
The Angels of Light,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James White and The Blacks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tom Boy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eli Mardock,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.