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 Guinea and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
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 linndrum 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 The Blues Magoos to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Main Source,
Deadbeat,
Glambeats Corp.,
Can,
the Slits,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Evens,
Rotary Connection,
Ultra Naté,
The Moody Blues,
Hasil Adkins,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Junior Murvin,
Eurythmics,
Janne Schatter,
Mandrill,
Deepchord,
June Days,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Das Ding,
Index,
The Five Americans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barry Ungar,
Glenn Branca,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tom Boy,
Gabor Szabo,
Amon Düül II,
Soulsonic Force,
Rhythm & Sound,
Circle Jerks,
The Smoke,
Stereo Dub,
Lalann,
Urselle,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cymande,
Alphaville,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tim Buckley,
Camberwell Now,
Soft Machine,
Colin Newman,
Thompson Twins,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Audionom,
Kas Product,
Ornette Coleman,
Eddi Front,
Moebius,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Foxx,
Freddie Wadling,
Mr. Review,
Scion,
Joe Finger,
K-Klass,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.