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 Poland and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Michael McDonald 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 Deepchord to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Television,
Echospace,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fugazi,
Agitation Free,
Boogie Down Productions,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Count Five,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Public Image Ltd.,
These Immortal Souls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Todd Rundgren,
Symarip,
Camberwell Now,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
E-Dancer,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sexual Harrassment,
Goldenarms,
The Blues Magoos,
T. Rex,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soulsonic Force,
Wings,
Ronan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Dead C,
Newcleus,
Ponytail,
the Sonics,
Accadde A,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Tremeloes,
Tears for Fears,
Bronski Beat,
Sixth Finger,
The Selecter,
Chris & Cosey,
the Slits,
Funkadelic,
Fat Boys,
Intrusion,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
ABC,
Royal Trux,
Television Personalities,
The Fire Engines,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sister Nancy,
DNA,
Connie Case,
Cameo,
Main Source,
Soul II Soul,
Kurtis Blow,
48th St. Collective,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.