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 Ethiopia and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Deepchord to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Chrome,
Todd Rundgren,
Lyres,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Flag,
Black Moon,
Hoover,
The Alarm Clocks,
Derrick Morgan,
EPMD,
Oneida,
The Dirtbombs,
Thompson Twins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grey Daturas,
Boz Scaggs,
Maleditus Sound,
The Associates,
Sandy B,
In Retrospect,
The Durutti Column,
Underground Resistance,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Monolake,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cowsills,
Dark Day,
The Stooges,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Grass Roots,
Rekid,
Blake Baxter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Delta 5,
Gil Scott Heron,
Faraquet,
Traffic Nightmare,
Glambeats Corp.,
Monks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Model 500,
Faust,
Letta Mbulu,
Cameo,
Bronski Beat,
Fela Kuti,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Divine Comedy,
Sun Ra,
Joyce Sims,
A Certain Ratio,
Ornette Coleman,
Isaac Hayes,
Sound Behaviour,
Slick Rick,
James White and The Blacks,
The Raincoats,
Shoche,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.