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 India and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
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 K-Klass to the grunge 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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
The Litter,
New Order,
David Axelrod,
Nirvana,
Interpol,
The J.B.'s,
The Slackers,
10cc,
Hardrive,
Silicon Teens,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Y Pants,
The Tremeloes,
Rekid,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Grass Roots,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Donald Byrd,
Alphaville,
The Count Five,
Khruangbin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Gap Band,
Faust,
The Divine Comedy,
Surgeon,
Metal Thangz,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Stiv Bators,
Eli Mardock,
Make Up,
Little Man,
Tim Buckley,
Howard Jones,
Trumans Water,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gladiators,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rosa Yemen,
AZ,
Derrick Morgan,
John Cale,
Pylon,
Magma,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Circle Jerks,
The Busters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Theoretical Girls,
Ohio Players,
The Misunderstood,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marc Almond,
The Moody Blues,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hot Snakes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.