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 Serbia and from Bremen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Gastr Del Sol to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Ornette Coleman,
Alison Limerick,
John Holt,
Jacques Brel,
X-102,
Warsaw,
Eric Copeland,
Clear Light,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Byrd,
The Barracudas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sister Nancy,
Harmonia,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wolf Eyes,
The Mojo Men,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Little Man,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Christie,
Deepchord,
Brand Nubian,
the Normal,
The Doors,
Eurythmics,
Brass Construction,
Wings,
The Velvet Underground,
Urselle,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Duran Duran,
Con Funk Shun,
Chris & Cosey,
Kerrie Biddell,
Spandau Ballet,
Tropical Tobacco,
Faraquet,
Deakin,
The Remains,
Quantec,
U.S. Maple,
Q65,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Juan Atkins,
Quadrant,
Mo-Dettes,
Nas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hot Snakes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Drexciya,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scratch Acid,
Nirvana,
Television Personalities,
Morten Harket,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sight & Sound,
The Misunderstood,
World's Most,
Bronski Beat,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.