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 Lesotho and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe 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 The Barracudas to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crash Course in Science,
Todd Rundgren,
Agitation Free,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thompson Twins,
Nico,
Tomorrow,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Toasters,
The New Christs,
Depeche Mode,
The Buckinghams,
The Moleskins,
David Axelrod,
The Offenders,
Bronski Beat,
John Cale,
Country Teasers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
June Days,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Moby Grape,
Ultra Naté,
Moebius,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gladiators,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pagans,
Stiv Bators,
Tommy Roe,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Pus,
The Wake,
China Crisis,
Shoche,
Slave,
kango's stein massive,
Peter & Gordon,
In Retrospect,
Mantronix,
Saccharine Trust,
Vladislav Delay,
Joyce Sims,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fela Kuti,
Eli Mardock,
The Fire Engines,
Malaria!,
Au Pairs,
Jeff Mills,
Lindisfarne,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Minutemen,
Idris Muhammad,
Roxette,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eric Dolphy,
Hot Snakes,
Pussy Galore,
Television,
Clear Light,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.