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 Iraq and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Boredoms to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Freddie Wadling,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Star Department,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sister Nancy,
Electric Prunes,
Derrick Morgan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joensuu 1685,
Bobby Byrd,
H. Thieme,
E-Dancer,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Zapp,
Throbbing Gristle,
Simply Red,
The Vogues,
Amon Düül II,
a-ha,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eve St. Jones,
Young Marble Giants,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Fania All-Stars,
Circle Jerks,
Interpol,
Buzzcocks,
Josef K,
Harpers Bizarre,
Quadrant,
Avey Tare,
Accadde A,
Blossom Toes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pet Shop Boys,
World's Most,
The Associates,
The Birthday Party,
Ice-T,
Camouflage,
Malaria!,
Youth Brigade,
Jawbox,
The Pretty Things,
48th St. Collective,
Kenny Larkin,
Dual Sessions,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barbara Tucker,
Black Flag,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Glenn Branca,
Aaron Thompson,
Gong,
Cybotron,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fat Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bluetip,
Von Mondo,
The Wake,
Television,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.