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 Mali and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Crime to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
kango's stein massive,
Peter and Kerry,
Sonic Youth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rod Modell,
The Trojans,
Unrelated Segments,
the Human League,
The Pop Group,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
China Crisis,
Quando Quango,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Human League,
Mantronix,
Black Bananas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Duran Duran,
the Bar-Kays,
Barbara Tucker,
The Monochrome Set,
Franke,
The Fall,
Deadbeat,
Colin Newman,
The Five Americans,
the Association,
EPMD,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pantaleimon,
OOIOO,
Adolescents,
Mad Mike,
Boogie Down Productions,
Model 500,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Monolake,
Heaven 17,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sonny Sharrock,
Royal Trux,
Yellowson,
Icehouse,
The Names,
Amazonics,
the Sonics,
Eurythmics,
Mr. Review,
Cameo,
Average White Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Remains,
DJ Sneak,
Rufus Thomas,
the Normal,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bob Dylan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Chris & Cosey,
Kerri Chandler,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.