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 Montenegro and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator 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 Throbbing Gristle to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Happenings,
China Crisis,
Hardrive,
Model 500,
Bad Manners,
OOIOO,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Johnny Osbourne,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jawbox,
Swans,
Alphaville,
Porter Ricks,
The Searchers,
Brand Nubian,
H. Thieme,
The Martian,
John Lydon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bauhaus,
Soul Sonic Force,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Royal Trux,
Oneida,
Underground Resistance,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dorothy Ashby,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Modern Lovers,
T.S.O.L.,
Tears for Fears,
Theoretical Girls,
Johnny Clarke,
Ice-T,
Sam Rivers,
Inner City,
Adolescents,
Byron Stingily,
Pulsallama,
These Immortal Souls,
Radiohead,
Alton Ellis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Flesh Eaters,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The New Christs,
Scratch Acid,
John Foxx,
Silicon Teens,
Echospace,
AZ,
Scion,
Aural Exciters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bobby Byrd,
Ralphi Rosario,
Urselle,
Talk Talk,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.