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 Malawi and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Don Cherry to the dance 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Lou Christie,
Index,
Warren Ellis,
Joe Smooth,
Tommy Roe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tomorrow,
The Victims,
Suburban Knight,
Audionom,
The Beau Brummels,
Patti Smith,
Prince Buster,
The Count Five,
Altered Images,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gichy Dan,
Tears for Fears,
Depeche Mode,
The Monks,
Derrick Morgan,
Rotary Connection,
Panda Bear,
Delon & Dalcan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Idris Muhammad,
Whodini,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bob Dylan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Maleditus Sound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Cowsills,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Piero Umiliani,
Q65,
the Human League,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Gap Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Kurtis Blow,
Moby Grape,
Crooked Eye,
Matthew Halsall,
R.M.O.,
Malaria!,
Black Pus,
Ohio Players,
Aaron Thompson,
Erykah Badu,
The Evens,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Heaven 17,
Second Layer,
Godley & Creme,
Swell Maps,
Cheater Slicks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.