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 Japan and from Mumbai.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Drexciya to the electroclash 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
the Normal,
The Modern Lovers,
Surgeon,
The Misunderstood,
Brass Construction,
Groovy Waters,
Nas,
Fatback Band,
Urselle,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Flash Fearless,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Divine Comedy,
Main Source,
Archie Shepp,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fluxion,
Liliput,
Visage,
Toni Rubio,
Zero Boys,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mark Hollis,
Byron Stingily,
Easy Going,
Ohio Players,
Grandmaster Flash,
Minny Pops,
John Cale,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Boogie Down Productions,
Clear Light,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fugazi,
X-101,
the Germs,
Average White Band,
Khruangbin,
Bad Manners,
Eve St. Jones,
The Trojans,
Eddi Front,
The Grass Roots,
Ultravox,
Bootsy Collins,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Seeds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Smooth,
MDC,
The Standells,
UT,
Moby Grape,
Drexciya,
Ossler,
Pierre Henry,
Patti Smith,
Symarip,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Human League,
OOIOO,
Niagra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.