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 Hong Kong.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Jakarta.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rosa Yemen to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Guru Guru,
Infiniti,
LL Cool J,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sällskapet,
The Motions,
Gichy Dan,
Drexciya,
Shoche,
the Swans,
The Slackers,
Grauzone,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Quadrant,
The Victims,
The Gap Band,
Television Personalities,
The Star Department,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barry Ungar,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
a-ha,
Porter Ricks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camouflage,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Evens,
the Soft Cell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Charles Mingus,
The Pop Group,
Yusef Lateef,
Morten Harket,
Angry Samoans,
Trumans Water,
Quantec,
The Fortunes,
Magma,
The Martian,
The Moleskins,
Grey Daturas,
Black Pus,
The Shadows of Knight,
Frankie Knuckles,
Minutemen,
Mad Mike,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
cv313,
The Cure,
Sarah Menescal,
Cybotron,
Eli Mardock,
Black Bananas,
The Grass Roots,
Ken Boothe,
Jimmy McGriff,
Malaria!,
The J.B.'s,
Clear Light,
Con Funk Shun,
Make Up,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.