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 Macedonia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Toronto.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Throbbing Gristle to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
cv313,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
KRS-One,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
EPMD,
One Last Wish,
Half Japanese,
Tomorrow,
Bob Dylan,
Delta 5,
Boredoms,
Eric Copeland,
Lebanon Hanover,
Roxette,
Janne Schatter,
Davy DMX,
the Soft Cell,
Essential Logic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Charles Mingus,
Suburban Knight,
John Coltrane,
The Gories,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Anakelly,
Livin' Joy,
David Axelrod,
Ultimate Spinach,
John Cale,
The Cure,
Isaac Hayes,
Bauhaus,
Gong,
Black Pus,
Robert Görl,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Normal,
The Walker Brothers,
X-101,
Theoretical Girls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Arab on Radar,
Gerry Rafferty,
Robert Hood,
Camberwell Now,
Drexciya,
Young Marble Giants,
Sound Behaviour,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Babytalk,
Radiopuhelimet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Agent Orange,
Sparks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.