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 Guyana and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Circle Jerks to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Pussy Galore,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Make Up,
Ludus,
Jandek,
ABBA,
Swans,
Cal Tjader,
Deakin,
OOIOO,
Anthony Braxton,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roxette,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lindisfarne,
Funky Four + One,
The Trojans,
Trumans Water,
Ituana,
Alice Coltrane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fugazi,
Oblivians,
Excepter,
The Gories,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Das Ding,
Rapeman,
Jawbox,
The Angels of Light,
Dark Day,
Eric Dolphy,
The Mummies,
Lee Hazlewood,
Drexciya,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Loose Ends,
The Standells,
Skaos,
Pantaleimon,
Mission of Burma,
Scientists,
Tres Demented,
Ultra Naté,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Gladiators,
Fatback Band,
Bronski Beat,
Negative Approach,
Underground Resistance,
Skarface,
Matthew Bourne,
Main Source,
Infiniti,
Mars,
Black Bananas,
The Victims,
Sister Nancy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
La Düsseldorf,
Q65,
Iggy Pop,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.