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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Agitation Free to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
The Cowsills,
Q and Not U,
Gerry Rafferty,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Soft Cell,
Freddie Wadling,
CMW,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Underground Resistance,
Radiohead,
Godley & Creme,
Frankie Knuckles,
James White and The Blacks,
Animal Collective,
Lower 48,
Porter Ricks,
The Beau Brummels,
Funky Four + One,
June Days,
Nik Kershaw,
Rufus Thomas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grey Daturas,
Oblivians,
New Order,
Joe Smooth,
Monolake,
Fad Gadget,
Blancmange,
Pole,
Accadde A,
The Fire Engines,
Bootsy Collins,
Wings,
Gichy Dan,
Laurel Aitken,
Juan Atkins,
Black Flag,
Sandy B,
Gang Green,
The Velvet Underground,
Lebanon Hanover,
FM Einheit,
Von Mondo,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Monochrome Set,
Guru Guru,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Shadows of Knight,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Chris & Cosey,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Silicon Teens,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jeff Mills,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
World's Most,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.