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 Jamaica and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Au Pairs to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
Jacob Miller,
Rotary Connection,
Graham Central Station,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Count Five,
The Fugs,
Pagans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ultravox,
Circle Jerks,
Skarface,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dave Gahan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Electric Prunes,
Letta Mbulu,
In Retrospect,
Isaac Hayes,
Johnny Clarke,
Essential Logic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Drexciya,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oblivians,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
OOIOO,
Iggy Pop,
Barrington Levy,
Symarip,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Prince Buster,
Jacques Brel,
The Real Kids,
Clear Light,
The Grass Roots,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Sonics,
The Sound,
Newcleus,
The Selecter,
The Stooges,
Scientists,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pierre Henry,
Fat Boys,
Sixth Finger,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Monks,
Nils Olav,
John Holt,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Crispian St. Peters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Echospace,
Tom Boy,
Slave,
Groovy Waters,
Amazonics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.