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 Vietnam and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Don Cherry to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar 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 güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dual Sessions,
Kaleidoscope,
Wolf Eyes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Warren Ellis,
Hashim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Q65,
Y Pants,
Soul II Soul,
Subhumans,
Bob Dylan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sound,
Marvin Gaye,
Los Fastidios,
Altered Images,
Bluetip,
Surgeon,
Grauzone,
Funkadelic,
The Zeros,
The Saints,
The Stooges,
Motorama,
Marcia Griffiths,
Massinfluence,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vladislav Delay,
48th St. Collective,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Urselle,
The Victims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Talk Talk,
Inner City,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mantronix,
The Smoke,
Jacob Miller,
Howard Jones,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
T.S.O.L.,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Residents,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bobby Womack,
The Motions,
Bobby Byrd,
Maurizio,
Erykah Badu,
Robert Görl,
This Heat,
Khruangbin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lebanon Hanover,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.