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 Liechtenstein and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Todd Terry to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Maurizio,
Dave Gahan,
Crime,
Crooked Eye,
The Velvet Underground,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The United States of America,
Robert Hood,
Ludus,
Eden Ahbez,
The Doors,
China Crisis,
Liliput,
Soft Machine,
Cal Tjader,
The Detroit Cobras,
Underground Resistance,
Leonard Cohen,
Soft Cell,
Zero Boys,
Scratch Acid,
Radiohead,
Mr. Review,
Nik Kershaw,
London Community Gospel Choir,
JFA,
The Last Poets,
Marcia Griffiths,
Danielle Patucci,
Silicon Teens,
Newcleus,
Cecil Taylor,
Scott Walker,
Technova,
Country Teasers,
Minnie Riperton,
Dark Day,
Ronan,
Jandek,
Barrington Levy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Model 500,
Thompson Twins,
The Index,
Rod Modell,
Kas Product,
Masters at Work,
James White and The Blacks,
Chris Corsano,
Spoonie Gee,
Patti Smith,
Eddi Front,
Don Cherry,
KRS-One,
Index,
Lalo Schifrin,
Deepchord,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.