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 Lithuania and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Basic Channel to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Slits,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Arab on Radar,
X-102,
The Smoke,
Grey Daturas,
Scientists,
Swell Maps,
The Index,
Ice-T,
Country Teasers,
Alison Limerick,
Flipper,
Groovy Waters,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Association,
Johnny Osbourne,
Section 25,
Eve St. Jones,
MC5,
L. Decosne,
The Dead C,
Bill Near,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Barbara Tucker,
Sexual Harrassment,
Derrick Morgan,
Chris Corsano,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Blake Baxter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Technova,
The Cramps,
Minutemen,
The Knickerbockers,
Bootsy Collins,
David Bowie,
Audionom,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pierre Henry,
Skarface,
The Gap Band,
Infiniti,
Rod Modell,
Quantec,
cv313,
Piero Umiliani,
AZ,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Visage,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Slits,
Brothers Johnson,
Swans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sun Ra,
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.