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 Gabon and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Eurythmics to the crunk 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Sound Behaviour,
Qualms,
Warsaw,
The Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
Anthony Braxton,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nirvana,
The Gun Club,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Niagra,
Tubeway Army,
Fatback Band,
Adolescents,
The Neon Judgement,
Outsiders,
Carl Craig,
Marvin Gaye,
Rufus Thomas,
Alphaville,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rakim,
Black Flag,
AZ,
Eli Mardock,
Metal Thangz,
Derrick Morgan,
Alton Ellis,
Magma,
Negative Approach,
New Order,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultra Naté,
The Music Machine,
Grauzone,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Saints,
Lee Hazlewood,
Minny Pops,
Minutemen,
Blossom Toes,
The Blues Magoos,
The Fuzztones,
Susan Cadogan,
H. Thieme,
F. McDonald,
Jeff Mills,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Henry Cow,
Sparks,
James White and The Blacks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
K-Klass,
Bronski Beat,
Barrington Levy,
Agent Orange,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.