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 Israel and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kool Moe Dee to the electroclash 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Womack,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ash Ra Tempel,
cv313,
Rufus Thomas,
The Selecter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
New Order,
Danielle Patucci,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Faraquet,
Alison Limerick,
The Happenings,
John Cale,
The Motions,
Arab on Radar,
Pussy Galore,
Al Stewart,
Whodini,
X-101,
The Victims,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Liliput,
The Knickerbockers,
the Slits,
Television Personalities,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Evens,
the Swans,
Todd Rundgren,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
PIL,
Severed Heads,
Drive Like Jehu,
E-Dancer,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Peter and Kerry,
Zapp,
Oblivians,
Jerry Gold Smith,
OOIOO,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Simply Red,
Guru Guru,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brick,
Minor Threat,
Eddi Front,
Gong,
Sixth Finger,
The Shadows of Knight,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camouflage,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hoover,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lindisfarne,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.