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 Turkmenistan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer 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 48th St. Collective to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes 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?
Alison Limerick,
Inner City,
Lightning Bolt,
The American Breed,
The Slackers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quantec,
cv313,
Harpers Bizarre,
Main Source,
The Happenings,
Slick Rick,
Mission of Burma,
Alton Ellis,
The Five Americans,
Infiniti,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Golliwogs,
Donald Byrd,
Harry Pussy,
The Leaves,
Rekid,
James White and The Blacks,
Man Eating Sloth,
One Last Wish,
Jandek,
Soft Cell,
The Seeds,
Gichy Dan,
Oblivians,
Zero Boys,
AZ,
Country Teasers,
Erykah Badu,
Marvin Gaye,
Avey Tare,
Letta Mbulu,
Grauzone,
The Saints,
Dark Day,
The Walker Brothers,
Can,
Echospace,
The Residents,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kerri Chandler,
the Slits,
Subhumans,
Rotary Connection,
Skarface,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sugar Minott,
Brass Construction,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
David Axelrod,
Aural Exciters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Robert Görl,
The Red Krayola,
the Human League,
The Electric Prunes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.