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 Oman and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
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 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 Grey Daturas to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Talk Talk,
Marshall Jefferson,
Urselle,
Deakin,
Mark Hollis,
Isaac Hayes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Sheep,
Franke,
Chris & Cosey,
Bob Dylan,
Rufus Thomas,
Scion,
The Leaves,
Slick Rick,
The Pop Group,
Flash Fearless,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Standells,
China Crisis,
Juan Atkins,
Hashim,
The Golliwogs,
Peter & Gordon,
L. Decosne,
Skarface,
One Last Wish,
Howard Jones,
Byron Stingily,
Girls At Our Best!,
Stetsasonic,
Metal Thangz,
Ultravox,
Khruangbin,
Hasil Adkins,
Barbara Tucker,
Moebius,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bill Wells,
Soft Cell,
Eve St. Jones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Brothers Johnson,
Amon Düül II,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sarah Menescal,
Grauzone,
JFA,
Albert Ayler,
Arab on Radar,
Erasure,
Gang of Four,
Tim Buckley,
Matthew Bourne,
Nirvana,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Zero Boys,
Yaz,
Bad Manners,
MDC,
Wolf Eyes,
ABBA,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.