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 Djibouti and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Schoolly D to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amon Düül,
Johnny Clarke,
Moss Icon,
Joensuu 1685,
DNA,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Easy Going,
Bootsy Collins,
Severed Heads,
Fluxion,
Underground Resistance,
John Cale,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Andrew Hill,
E-Dancer,
Fatback Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nico,
These Immortal Souls,
Faust,
Pylon,
Television,
Drive Like Jehu,
Arab on Radar,
Marvin Gaye,
Hashim,
Bad Manners,
Pantytec,
Buzzcocks,
Blancmange,
Scratch Acid,
Pussy Galore,
Reagan Youth,
Groovy Waters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Drexciya,
Rakim,
June Days,
Eden Ahbez,
Gang Gang Dance,
Yaz,
D'Angelo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sandy B,
Barclay James Harvest,
Glambeats Corp.,
Circle Jerks,
Fear,
Grauzone,
Newcleus,
Bang On A Can,
Dennis Brown,
Public Enemy,
The Smoke,
Suburban Knight,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.