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 Guyana and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 synthesizer 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 Byron Stingily to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gang Gang Dance,
David Axelrod,
Gastr Del Sol,
Arab on Radar,
Davy DMX,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tom Boy,
Kayak,
Maleditus Sound,
Ponytail,
Warren Ellis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Velvet Underground,
Au Pairs,
Prince Buster,
The Cure,
X-Ray Spex,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eric Dolphy,
Avey Tare,
Scion,
KRS-One,
Loose Ends,
Ralphi Rosario,
Angry Samoans,
Yusef Lateef,
Funkadelic,
Q65,
Nik Kershaw,
Ash Ra Tempel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marine Girls,
Ronnie Foster,
The Fortunes,
Anakelly,
The Standells,
Yazoo,
The Beau Brummels,
Jeff Lynne,
Average White Band,
Inner City,
Aural Exciters,
Pere Ubu,
Alice Coltrane,
K-Klass,
Robert Görl,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tomorrow,
The Count Five,
Visage,
DJ Sneak,
Trumans Water,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Thompson Twins,
Wally Richardson,
The Gap Band,
Wasted Youth,
Glenn Branca,
Absolute Body Control,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.