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 France and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
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 güiro 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 Essential Logic to the jazz 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
MC5,
Section 25,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Chris & Cosey,
Aaron Thompson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Byron Stingily,
Erykah Badu,
New York Dolls,
Monks,
The Index,
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott Heron,
Roxette,
Icehouse,
Black Sheep,
Lower 48,
Stetsasonic,
Motorama,
Zero Boys,
Bill Near,
Banda Bassotti,
The Modern Lovers,
Con Funk Shun,
Eddi Front,
Piero Umiliani,
Matthew Halsall,
R.M.O.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Silicon Teens,
Mad Mike,
Don Cherry,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alphaville,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Fania All-Stars,
Livin' Joy,
Television,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jacob Miller,
Ludus,
Brothers Johnson,
The Sonics,
H. Thieme,
Royal Trux,
Model 500,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Visage,
The Sound,
Electric Prunes,
the Slits,
The Gories,
Spandau Ballet,
Janne Schatter,
Clear Light,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.