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 Ukraine and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the grunge 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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tomorrow,
Fela Kuti,
Vainqueur,
Neu!,
Jawbox,
The Dave Clark Five,
Judy Mowatt,
Mad Mike,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Donald Byrd,
Underground Resistance,
Darondo,
Colin Newman,
Stetsasonic,
The Tremeloes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
World's Most,
Country Teasers,
Charles Mingus,
Sam Rivers,
OOIOO,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nils Olav,
The Move,
Nick Fraelich,
Hot Snakes,
Slave,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Raincoats,
Blake Baxter,
the Sonics,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cybotron,
Harry Pussy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Reuben Wilson,
The Busters,
Trumans Water,
Radiohead,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marvin Gaye,
The Cowsills,
Fat Boys,
Urselle,
Stiv Bators,
Absolute Body Control,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Steve Hackett,
Chrome,
Au Pairs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Suburban Knight,
K-Klass,
Al Stewart,
Glenn Branca,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.