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 Brazil and from Delhi.
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 Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Grauzone,
Von Mondo,
Los Fastidios,
Soulsonic Force,
Derrick May,
The Standells,
The Toasters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Avey Tare,
Pierre Henry,
Dark Day,
Brand Nubian,
Adolescents,
The Buckinghams,
John Cale,
John Holt,
Barrington Levy,
Motorama,
Franke,
JFA,
Duran Duran,
The Martian,
Dennis Brown,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sam Rivers,
Simply Red,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bill Near,
Nation of Ulysses,
MC5,
the Bar-Kays,
Hashim,
Ten City,
Nirvana,
Guru Guru,
This Heat,
Suburban Knight,
Bootsy Collins,
Anakelly,
The Moleskins,
Howard Jones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Misunderstood,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Theoretical Girls,
Magma,
Al Stewart,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Gun Club,
The Stooges,
Alison Limerick,
Scratch Acid,
The Sonics,
June Days,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Letta Mbulu,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sixth Finger,
John Foxx,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.