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 Mauritania and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Houston.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Boogie Down Productions to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
The Pretty Things,
Chris & Cosey,
Moss Icon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eve St. Jones,
The Zeros,
Camouflage,
Altered Images,
Erykah Badu,
Stiv Bators,
Subhumans,
Fatback Band,
Goldenarms,
Black Flag,
Symarip,
Excepter,
World's Most,
Au Pairs,
Agent Orange,
Kenny Larkin,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eden Ahbez,
Funky Four + One,
This Heat,
Rotary Connection,
Deadbeat,
The Offenders,
Banda Bassotti,
Pet Shop Boys,
Deepchord,
The Selecter,
Michelle Simonal,
Dual Sessions,
Black Sheep,
DJ Style,
Loose Ends,
B.T. Express,
Surgeon,
The Martian,
Scratch Acid,
The Remains,
Blancmange,
Deakin,
The Neon Judgement,
Davy DMX,
Ronnie Foster,
Cameo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
JFA,
The Raincoats,
Kaleidoscope,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Niagra,
Joyce Sims,
Susan Cadogan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jeff Mills,
D'Angelo,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.