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 Slovenia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jimmy McGriff to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Ultra Naté,
Nils Olav,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Albert Ayler,
Matthew Bourne,
Sarah Menescal,
The Divine Comedy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
LL Cool J,
Goldenarms,
Steve Hackett,
Idris Muhammad,
The Move,
Saccharine Trust,
John Lydon,
Bauhaus,
Brick,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Searchers,
Wire,
The Leaves,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jacques Brel,
Nick Fraelich,
David Bowie,
Skarface,
Magma,
PIL,
Josef K,
Q and Not U,
Pantaleimon,
the Swans,
CMW,
Swell Maps,
The Modern Lovers,
Quando Quango,
World's Most,
Pierre Henry,
Patti Smith,
The Gladiators,
Depeche Mode,
Davy DMX,
The Doobie Brothers,
Connie Case,
K-Klass,
Cameo,
Wally Richardson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Isaac Hayes,
Jeff Mills,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Zeros,
The Red Krayola,
The Monochrome Set,
Zero Boys,
Japan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Donny Hathaway,
Archie Shepp,
The Index,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.