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 Taiwan and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Sao Paulo.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Shuggie Otis to the punk 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a snare and a spring reverb 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 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Public Enemy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jeff Mills,
Al Stewart,
Symarip,
Model 500,
Boredoms,
T.S.O.L.,
The Stooges,
Ohio Players,
Schoolly D,
Massinfluence,
Cybotron,
Au Pairs,
PIL,
Sound Behaviour,
Pole,
Sixth Finger,
Flipper,
Quantec,
Kaleidoscope,
Godley & Creme,
Grauzone,
Drive Like Jehu,
H. Thieme,
Man Parrish,
The Doors,
Young Marble Giants,
Fela Kuti,
Roy Ayers,
June Days,
Monolake,
Gabor Szabo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
John Cale,
John Foxx,
Minnie Riperton,
Icehouse,
Roxy Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Trojans,
The Names,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rod Modell,
Steve Hackett,
Avey Tare,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ice-T,
Ultimate Spinach,
Freddie Wadling,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Human League,
Pylon,
The Sound,
Agent Orange,
New York Dolls,
The Gun Club,
Liliput,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.