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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Chris & Cosey to the electroclash 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 The Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bush Tetras,
Buzzcocks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sight & Sound,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lou Christie,
Sandy B,
Jandek,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jacob Miller,
Al Stewart,
Loose Ends,
June of 44,
Sarah Menescal,
Scan 7,
AZ,
Q65,
Shoche,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Metal Thangz,
Hardrive,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Fugs,
Mandrill,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Gun Club,
8 Eyed Spy,
Deepchord,
Index,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Animal Collective,
Theoretical Girls,
EPMD,
kango's stein massive,
The Martian,
Kurtis Blow,
The Invisible,
Kayak,
Reagan Youth,
Severed Heads,
Echospace,
ABBA,
Eden Ahbez,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kerri Chandler,
The Gories,
Delta 5,
Gichy Dan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joensuu 1685,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Saccharine Trust,
Glambeats Corp.,
Hot Snakes,
The Moleskins,
Scrapy,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.