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 Italy and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Wire to the jazz 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Angry Samoans,
Erasure,
The Wake,
The Residents,
Wasted Youth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
X-101,
Swans,
Excepter,
The Standells,
Joe Smooth,
David Axelrod,
UT,
Eve St. Jones,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pulsallama,
Gang Green,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Carl Craig,
Cameo,
Junior Murvin,
Slick Rick,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camouflage,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sex Pistols,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rekid,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aswad,
Sister Nancy,
Lindisfarne,
Pussy Galore,
Albert Ayler,
Moebius,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Throbbing Gristle,
E-Dancer,
Fluxion,
Ultra Naté,
Public Enemy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Little Man,
Infiniti,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rufus Thomas,
Visage,
Bill Near,
Duran Duran,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Boz Scaggs,
Groovy Waters,
Roy Ayers,
Funky Four + One,
Kas Product,
Cal Tjader,
Ralphi Rosario,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
Qualms,
Das Ding,
Goldenarms,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.