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 Laos and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Siglo XX,
Bill Near,
Unrelated Segments,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Oblivians,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Johnny Osbourne,
Index,
Chrome,
Scrapy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Easy Going,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Vogues,
10cc,
Black Pus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Faraquet,
The Buckinghams,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rapeman,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Harry Pussy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Big Daddy Kane,
Deadbeat,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Martian,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
F. McDonald,
Sandy B,
Japan,
Massinfluence,
Dead Boys,
Joe Finger,
Groovy Waters,
Rotary Connection,
Eric Copeland,
Blake Baxter,
B.T. Express,
Erasure,
Deakin,
Eddi Front,
Mandrill,
Quadrant,
Duran Duran,
Tubeway Army,
ABBA,
Amon Düül II,
AZ,
The Sonics,
The Slackers,
Electric Prunes,
The New Christs,
Fugazi,
Niagra,
PIL,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.