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 Bahrain and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 OOIOO to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
The Wake,
The Leaves,
Black Moon,
Yazoo,
Popol Vuh,
The Selecter,
Sight & Sound,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ice-T,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
David McCallum,
The Fugs,
Harmonia,
Max Romeo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Danielle Patucci,
Scion,
E-Dancer,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dawn Penn,
Ohio Players,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cameo,
Bobby Sherman,
Amazonics,
Kas Product,
Glenn Branca,
Tres Demented,
Pantytec,
Shoche,
Neu!,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Stockholm Monsters,
Young Marble Giants,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Matthew Bourne,
Juan Atkins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dennis Brown,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
China Crisis,
the Fania All-Stars,
Steve Hackett,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Electric Prunes,
The Mummies,
PIL,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tomorrow,
Marmalade,
Japan,
The Modern Lovers,
The Fall,
The Moleskins,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Dave Clark Five,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.