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 Tajikistan and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Johnny Osbourne to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
The Blues Magoos,
Saccharine Trust,
Nation of Ulysses,
Q and Not U,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joe Smooth,
Nirvana,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ornette Coleman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kenny Larkin,
Dave Gahan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Thompson Twins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Birthday Party,
Blancmange,
June Days,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sarah Menescal,
8 Eyed Spy,
Drexciya,
Cluster,
Tim Buckley,
Mantronix,
Fear,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bootsy Collins,
The Residents,
Outsiders,
Royal Trux,
Con Funk Shun,
Lalann,
Nik Kershaw,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Accadde A,
Sister Nancy,
Joe Finger,
Wire,
Tomorrow,
Sonic Youth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rod Modell,
Eric Dolphy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Skriet,
Jacques Brel,
Animal Collective,
Zero Boys,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Happenings,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kaleidoscope,
Depeche Mode,
Jeff Lynne,
Amon Düül,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Davy DMX,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.