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 Nigeria and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Neu! to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Harpers Bizarre,
48th St. Collective,
Alphaville,
Little Man,
Morten Harket,
the Bar-Kays,
Monolake,
Bill Near,
Arthur Verocai,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Byron Stingily,
Accadde A,
Echospace,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Aaron Thompson,
The Happenings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Music Machine,
Sonic Youth,
Excepter,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Goldenarms,
John Coltrane,
Minor Threat,
Matthew Halsall,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kas Product,
Agent Orange,
The Grass Roots,
Toni Rubio,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hot Snakes,
Grauzone,
Gong,
Jandek,
Procol Harum,
Crispy Ambulance,
Aural Exciters,
The Monks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Swell Maps,
ABBA,
Blossom Toes,
Brass Construction,
Idris Muhammad,
Henry Cow,
Bobby Womack,
Rapeman,
Ronnie Foster,
Bang On A Can,
Massinfluence,
Warren Ellis,
The Evens,
Saccharine Trust,
Young Marble Giants,
T.S.O.L.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ituana,
Masters at Work,
Pylon,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.