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 Belize and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Beijing.
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 guitar 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 Franke to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Cecil Taylor,
Ken Boothe,
Wire,
Das Ding,
The Birthday Party,
A Certain Ratio,
The Litter,
Shuggie Otis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nas,
The Move,
The Remains,
Bill Near,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DJ Sneak,
Can,
Amon Düül II,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Arab on Radar,
Dual Sessions,
Leonard Cohen,
The Star Department,
Beasts of Bourbon,
David Bowie,
The Red Krayola,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Faraquet,
Yazoo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Avey Tare,
Albert Ayler,
Popol Vuh,
Loose Ends,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Talk Talk,
Monks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lower 48,
kango's stein massive,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Funky Four + One,
Throbbing Gristle,
F. McDonald,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aural Exciters,
The Toasters,
Glenn Branca,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Man Eating Sloth,
Reagan Youth,
Howard Jones,
June Days,
Amon Düül,
The Names,
a-ha,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Supertramp,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.