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 Micronesia and from Glasgow.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the disco 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
the Bar-Kays,
Deakin,
Smog,
Nirvana,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Warren Ellis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Desert Stars,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dennis Brown,
Silicon Teens,
Cal Tjader,
The Moleskins,
The Walker Brothers,
Bush Tetras,
Pierre Henry,
Eric Dolphy,
Wire,
The Young Rascals,
Bill Near,
Brand Nubian,
Robert Görl,
Davy DMX,
Liliput,
Infiniti,
Alice Coltrane,
Youth Brigade,
Spandau Ballet,
Joey Negro,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sugar Minott,
Graham Central Station,
Massinfluence,
Pulsallama,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Zero Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mr. Review,
Brick,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Clear Light,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dawn Penn,
Lightning Bolt,
The Monks,
Donald Byrd,
Ten City,
ABBA,
Fugazi,
The Fuzztones,
The Birthday Party,
Fatback Band,
Marine Girls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Matthew Bourne,
Ronnie Foster,
Marmalade,
Das Ding,
The Black Dice,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.