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 Brunei and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the rap 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Sarah Menescal,
Skriet,
Marmalade,
Swell Maps,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Glambeats Corp.,
China Crisis,
Maleditus Sound,
Mantronix,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Prince Buster,
A Certain Ratio,
In Retrospect,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Quantec,
The American Breed,
Erasure,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Clear Light,
Skarface,
The Standells,
Jacob Miller,
David Bowie,
Buzzcocks,
The Monks,
Sun Ra,
Slave,
Alton Ellis,
Bob Dylan,
June of 44,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Young Rascals,
Rhythm & Sound,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joy Division,
Schoolly D,
Rakim,
Soul II Soul,
OOIOO,
Tears for Fears,
The Music Machine,
The Black Dice,
Barry Ungar,
Ice-T,
Joe Finger,
Andrew Hill,
Talk Talk,
The Index,
The Zeros,
Can,
The Doors,
John Cale,
The Cowsills,
Circle Jerks,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.