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 Poland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bob Dylan to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp 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?
Eric Dolphy,
Motorama,
Michelle Simonal,
Goldenarms,
Ohio Players,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scrapy,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed,
The Birthday Party,
Eyeless In Gaza,
OOIOO,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Cymande,
Judy Mowatt,
The Monks,
Stereo Dub,
The Names,
These Immortal Souls,
Massinfluence,
Arab on Radar,
Echospace,
John Cale,
Bauhaus,
Pylon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jandek,
The Dirtbombs,
Rotary Connection,
L. Decosne,
Little Man,
Moss Icon,
F. McDonald,
U.S. Maple,
Joy Division,
Jeru the Damaja,
Procol Harum,
The Smiths,
Basic Channel,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Gap Band,
The Blues Magoos,
Roger Hodgson,
E-Dancer,
Bush Tetras,
Los Fastidios,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bobby Womack,
Theoretical Girls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Zapp,
New Age Steppers,
Yusef Lateef,
Anthony Braxton,
Suburban Knight,
the Normal,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Doors,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.