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 Tonga and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
The Walker Brothers,
Judy Mowatt,
John Cale,
Roxette,
Underground Resistance,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kurtis Blow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Barbara Tucker,
Marine Girls,
Negative Approach,
Popol Vuh,
Man Parrish,
Trumans Water,
Josef K,
Jacques Brel,
Kas Product,
FM Einheit,
Boz Scaggs,
Make Up,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lower 48,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Busters,
Black Bananas,
The Moleskins,
Audionom,
10cc,
Terry Callier,
Henry Cow,
Morten Harket,
Black Moon,
a-ha,
Idris Muhammad,
Sandy B,
Eyeless In Gaza,
LL Cool J,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Starr,
Cameo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Groovy Waters,
Warren Ellis,
The Dead C,
Bootsy Collins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Little Man,
Echospace,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Soft Cell,
T.S.O.L.,
Drexciya,
Bob Dylan,
X-102,
Jandek,
Matthew Halsall,
The Motions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Modern Lovers,
Jeff Mills,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.