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 Guatemala and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb 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 Scrapy to the grime 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Joe Finger,
Funky Four + One,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Derrick May,
The Gun Club,
Pole,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Second Layer,
Agitation Free,
Stiv Bators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Graham Central Station,
Sixth Finger,
Todd Rundgren,
Danielle Patucci,
Lalann,
The Golliwogs,
Essential Logic,
Saccharine Trust,
Cluster,
Smog,
Tropical Tobacco,
Chris & Cosey,
Nik Kershaw,
Soul Sonic Force,
Monks,
the Soft Cell,
Ten City,
Kayak,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
Cecil Taylor,
Swell Maps,
Basic Channel,
Radiopuhelimet,
Niagra,
Fat Boys,
The Kinks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Electric Prunes,
MC5,
Soulsonic Force,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Germs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Durutti Column,
Quadrant,
David McCallum,
Shoche,
Popol Vuh,
Bob Dylan,
The Gories,
Minor Threat,
Clear Light,
Man Eating Sloth,
CMW,
Piero Umiliani,
Neil Young,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.