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 Serbia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron 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 The Fuzztones to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Real Kids,
Quadrant,
Amon Düül II,
The Happenings,
Faust,
The Seeds,
Alton Ellis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Quando Quango,
Rufus Thomas,
Organ,
Jacques Brel,
Matthew Halsall,
Trumans Water,
Mars,
Joe Finger,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Mummies,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scientists,
The Gap Band,
Pierre Henry,
The Associates,
Bill Near,
Buzzcocks,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Reed,
Mark Hollis,
The Blackbyrds,
The Motions,
The Fire Engines,
Moebius,
New Order,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Coltrane,
Aloha Tigers,
Robert Wyatt,
Sixth Finger,
Grauzone,
Das Ding,
Cybotron,
Magma,
Scion,
kango's stein massive,
Isaac Hayes,
Eddi Front,
Nico,
Ultra Naté,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Leaves,
Sarah Menescal,
Camouflage,
Terry Callier,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rakim,
the Swans,
Swans,
Chris & Cosey,
Underground Resistance,
X-101,
Judy Mowatt,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.